As I hold this weeping child.....

When you're 6, and you've been in foster care for almost a year....

Every morning I hold a weeping child.  Mornings and evenings are definitely the hardest as they are tired, and less in control of their emotions.

As I hold this weeping child,
I pray for her.

As I hold this weeping child,
I gently talk with her reasurring her in the now, that we are here for her.  It's all I can guarantee.

As I hold this weeping child,
I sing to her.

As I hold this weeping child,
I read Bible verses to her.

As I hold this weeping child,
my heart breaks for her.

I can be the "best" interim-mother in the world to her, but yet I hold a weeping child every morning.
Weeping for what she's lost.  A loss that feels deeper and bigger to her every day.


Loss is a rough ride, no matter what's been lost, or for how long.

Pray for someone else this morning who's lost someone dear to them.  Be an encouragement to them today.