I found myself referring to this week as h-e-double hockey sticks-week as I was talking with a friend on the phone earlier tonight. Yes, it truly has been that bad. I'm talking permanent marker on new car seats, throwing computers, and several reminders that "I don't have to listen to you because you're not my real mom," type of conversations.
Trauma is rearing its ugly head and is attempting to steal our little guy's joy and peace (ours too). This is something we were expecting a few days into the Kindergarten transition, not an entire week before. Ready or not, it came and we were all on edge about tonight's orientation at the school. We find his locker first, which was an instant game changer. He's stoked. Shortly after, we meet his teacher, who God brought all the way from North Carolina to teach in our little town this year, accent and all. She radiates charm and nurture. Provision. We get things shorted out in the classroom and the boys are on their way to scope out the playground while I figure out the busing situation. I was worried about this part. Mr. T is a foster kiddo who still has visits with his parents, 2 foster parents working full time, and the occasional after school day care drop off. I apprehensively walk up to the table with my schedules and start explaining. The woman working the table is a foster mom licensed through the same agency as us. She says "Don't worry, I got this." Provision Mr. T leaves the playground without an problems, despite not being able to test out the swings. Provision. Our God is so much bigger than this transition and He is a God of provision. Please, continue to hold us in prayer as we know there are bigger decisions that will have lasting impact made next month. Jermey Camp's song, Same Power is constantly on my heart as we journey. I can see Waters raging at my feet I can feel The breath of those surrounding me I can hear The sound of nations rising up We will not be overtaken We will not be overcome I can walk Down this dark and painful road I can face Every fear of the unknown I can hear All God's children singing out We will not be overtaken We will not be overcome The same power that rose Jesus from the grave The same power that commands the dead to wake Lives in us, lives in us The same power that moves mountains when He speaks The same power that can calm a raging sea Lives in us, lives in us He lives in us, lives in us We have hope That His promises are true In His strength There is nothing we can't do Yes, we know There are greater things in store We will not be overtaken We will not be overcome The same power that rose Jesus from the grave The same power that commands the dead to wake Lives in us, lives in us The same power that moves mountains when He speaks The same power that can calm a raging sea Lives in us, lives in us He lives in us, lives in us Greater is He that is living in me He's conquered our enemy No power of darkness No weapon prevails We stand here in victory The same power that rose Jesus from the grave The same power that commands the dead to wake Lives in us, lives in us The same power that moves mountains when He speaks The same power that can calm a raging sea Lives in us, lives in us He lives in us, lives in us
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Jean stone
8/26/2015 10:54:22 am
I love that song and we will be remembering you all in prayer.
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