I struggle because Satan likes to whisper these ridiculous questions in my ear. For instance, "Are you sure the bible wasn't made up?" "How is there such evil in the world?" "Why not do that?"
These questions shake me. I trip and fall. This summer my foster sister left while I was at camp, and went back to her mom. I was depressed because I loved her so much, I love so much. I beginning to feel that God was trying to be "mean" to me. Really though, he was teaching me a lesson. My counselor (I love her so much too) sat on a porch swing with me and we talked for an hour.
I told her why I was crying and she comforted me. We talked about foster care and how we do our by loving each child that comes along, and showing them that they are loved so much! That is why God has put foster children into my family, because they need to grow up in a loving environment and with Christ. I am there to give them this.
We sat in silence for awhile, just watching the leaves blow in the wind. And to let me cry. She said, "You know, God is like the wind. We know he is there, we can feel him, but we can't see him."
This is one of the two things God taught me that day. He grabbed me by my hand and said, "Stop! I am here! And I love you. I have a plan for you and for your foster sister. I have not forgotten you. Hold on to me. I am holding on to you."
I hope you find your blessings in the hardest of times. -Emma
