Foster Care | Where are the Hands & Feet?

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Maybe it's the caffeine surging through my system between my supplements for energy and the ginormous cup of coffee I had earlier.  Maybe it is, or maybe the reason my heart is pounding so hard is because I am so disappointed with our society where foster children are concerned.  

I don't write enough about the foster world, but today it has been huge on my heart.  See, over the. weekend I wrote and sent out over 30 emails to various camps that advertised in a local magazine, asking if they had even one opening for one foster kid to come on a scholarship.  The response has been so depressing.  Maybe I should have prayed about it before sending.... I'm praying now over the responses.  I did receive one back from a friend.  I had no idea that it was a girl I knew was receiving my email, she said she would get back with me which is promising.

Still, my heart pounds after hitting delete on several return emails saying "we are sorry...."   I have this huge vision, that I didn't make up.  It's one God put on my heart and I have to trust He will make it happen.  One day, there will be a place, a summer camp, in the wilderness, for children who need an escape, a camp.  

In my dream it was built and functioning and the the church decided to show up to help... maybe that's the plan, but my goodness what a united church could do for the kids today in smaller ways.

Sometimes you’ve just got to take your request to God with fists in the air and scream about it with tears streaming down. 

Why does the Church (with a capital C) not do more for children in foster care. WHY!? Why are there not ministries in every church, be it a church wide effort or a small group... why does the Church turn a blind eye to the need!?

Then, I feel that pressure on my chest that makes it hard to breath and the ringing in my ears that says “I gave it to you to do!” 

How!? Lord show me how to shake a community awake. How Lord do we peel the scales off of eyes? How do we prick the hearts of those that scream PRO-Life to actually look at the LIVES that need them! 

There’s not enough homes. 
There’s not enough support. 
There’s not enough hands. 
There’s not enough feet. 
There’s not enough funds. 

I don’t know about you, but I serve a God that has COPIOUS AMOUNTS to give! 

COPIOUS AMOUNTS - those two words where in a dream a few nights ago. While I was dreaming about one thing, these two words kept playing over and over. 

I shake my fists and bang on heavens gates knowing there is COPIOUS AMOUNTS that the Lord can set free. 

Maybe it’s the caffeine talking... 
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Or maybe you’re reading this knowing what I say is true and you want to know how to help.
​Come at me with your gifts and talents and I will show you how!!! 
He gave it to us to do.
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