I still don't know how much to talk about, so this will be brief.
On the 14th, DSS came to my home and removed our children. They said there was iminent danger. The report said that the 2 yr old had on a dirty diaper and I had no wipes in the diaper bag. This is the way DSS works in our state. Frightening but true. The more people like attorneys and counselors I talk with; the more stories like ours I hear. The caseworkers have been prejudiced from the start. They are trying to cover their laziness and mistakes.
Pray that God will be glorified in this. Pray for our childrens' safety and well-being. Pray for peace for us. And pray for the people who have done this; they are hurting and need healing from God. I am still very angry with them. But I have come to the conclusion that to be able to do the kind of damage them are doing to children, they must be in a world of hurt themselves. I don't know what is causing their hurt, but I do know who can heal it. Pray that the children will come home and that minimal damage has been done. The sooner they get home; the sooner the healing can start.
But for you who revere my name, the sun of righteousness will rise with healing in its wings. And you will go out and leap like calves released from the stall. Malachi 4:2
Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you. Ephesians 4:32
who had come to hear him and to be healed of their diseases. Those troubled by evil spirits were cured, Luke 6:18
But I tell you: Love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you, Matthew 5:44
Many times I wonder what I have gotten myself into. I spend the majority of my time talking to a bossy 8 yr old, a defiant 3 yr old, DSS caseworkers (there are 7 of them), therapists, counselors, teachers, school nurses, bus drivers, doctors, or our parent coach. Just in case that isn't enough, I can always spend time at the vets office with a dog or goat. Then I get a hug, wet kiss, smile, or just a wiggly little child wanting into my lap, and I remember. The joys certainly out weigh all the trouble.
A caseworker was here today. She asked her short list of questions, looked at the children's rooms, inspected the fire extinguisher, and spoke to the children. We should have two more DSS visits this month. The Foster Care Review Board is tomorrow. I have to drive 3 hours to the meeting that starts at 9:00.
F and N like to come into the room with the computer and pull all the toys out of the box. Today was no exception. The floor is carpeted with little pieces of fun. They are now picking up the toys and singing the clean up song. A little praise and encouragement goes a long way.
All of the children are "playing" just out of my line of sight. They are screaming and beckering over some toy keys. I stopped typing and offered to let the oldest, Bossy, lead the others into timeout corners since she was leading them in arguing. Surprise! Most of the loud whining stopped.
After supper, I bathed K. Her idea of a bath is to sit in the tub and splash a little water, but not enough to wet her face. She still doesn't like having her hair washed. However she is doing much better. Tonight, she didn't cry. She holds her little hand over her eyes and says over and over,"I'm not crying Mommy. I'm a big girl. I'm not afraid." I reassure her that I'm hurrying and trying to keep the water off her face. Hair washing is one think we both dread. I'm thankful that we don't have to wash hair more than once a week. Unless, K wets her bed, then her hair smells like urine and has to be washed before school. I have started using only conditioner on those days. It goes on like shampoo, cleans and refreshes, and doesn't dry out her hair. While B takes a shower, a.k.a. stands under the water, I put K's hair into pretty twists. I have been wanting to fix her hair this way, but she pulls it at night and when she gets upset. She messes her hair up every time I fix it. If it lasts through the day tomorrow, I am going to find a way to put a cap on her head at night. Maybe it will help keep her hands out of her hair.
Everyone is in bed. I have to be up at 5 and out of the house with N and F by 6:00. So, I need to get some sleep. Pray that tomorrow that I say the right things and don't speak out of God's will. The dogs are barking at something outside. Guess, I have to go check on the barn to make sure we aren't having a baby. The kids would be so excited if there were babies in the morning.
Psalm 34:13 - keep your tongue from evil and your lips from speaking lies.
Psalm 35:28 - My tongue will speak of your righteousness and of your praises all day long.
Psalm 37:30 - The mouth of the righteous man utters wisdom, and his tongue speaks what is just.
Disclaimer: I never got back to the computer to edit the post or post it until this morning. I wrote it on Monday,the 11th. My heart is broken and I can't write about it yet. Please pray for us!
I am a daughter of the Lord Most High, the wife of a wonderful man for 27 years, and Mom to 8 children-3 bio and 5 that we are in the process of adopting.
Our home is a small "farm" with a baker's dozen goats and a range of other animals. We milk the goats and gather chicken eggs.
Over the years I have done a variety of jobs to earn extra money to help offset our expenses. But, my primary job has been homeschool teacher to my children. My youngest bio graduates this year and until the other 5 are legally ours, I will be forced into retirement.
I have decided that life is exciting and a little hectic. If I don't write about things as they happen, I'll forgot them. That is the purpose of this blog - to help me remember.