I saw this picture on facebook this summer and I immediately hit the button to download it to my computer. I see it frequently and have intended for months to come to this space and share a bit about all the feelings I feel seeing Tony with his sister, with his cousins, with his family. Oh my gosh, just all those smiling faces. It kills me.
This week I've spent a lot of time thinking about our call to foster care because of a class assignment and the online discussion around it. I've thought about the sh*t we went through, but how that has become fertilizer in our lives for growing new and beautiful things. I've thought about how this ministry breaks our hearts, and how we actually want it to. I want to come back soon and share some of that here.
Tonight I feel so overwhelmed and under equipped. The events of the past week are swirling in and around me through my conversations, our media, our social networks. There is so much darkness in our world. There is so much hate in our world. There is so much needless death and war and hunger and fear. My heart hurts for this. I cannot imagine how much more the heart of God must hurt.
But at the end of the day there is this little boy and there is love.
I am holding tight to this friends.
It has to.