reflections on a month of fostering
About a month ago, we suddenly became a family of five. Not because Mystery had arrived, but because we welcomed a two-year-old foster son into our home!
About a month ago, we suddenly became a family of five. Not because Mystery had arrived, but because we welcomed a two-year-old foster son into our home!
Odd Squad is like Doctor Who for kids. Not-too-scary villains try to mess up the cosmic order of the universe, and endearingly nerdy Odd Squad agents make things right using crazy gadgets and educational math strategies.
We had the privilege of being host family to Gabriel, from near Bilbao, Spain, and Jules, from near Lyon, France. Both boys were 14, came to experience American culture and improve their English, loved Cocoa Krispies, and hated ranch dressing. Other than that, they were quite different.
We are continuing on a path that God knows but we only see by faith, like the zip line to the platform hidden in the trees ahead.
For the past three Novembers, we’ve started with a bulletin board with only the trunk and limbs of a bare tree fashioned out of brown paper, and we’ve ended the month with a craft which depicts the various things we are thankful for as leaves. This year is the fullest our tree has ever been.