Why?

Seth and I are praying about visiting the birth father of one of our foster children. He is in prison. Without giving specific details, he is the reason the child is in foster care. We've told a couple people that we are praying about this and the first thing they ask us is, "Why?" Here's my answer. The Lord has called us to be foster parents, but He has first and foremost called us to love one another with the love of Christ. We might be the only people to show this man the love of Christ. Do we think he should get his child back? No way, but what if God's plan is for this man to be saved through this experience and go on to witness to others in prison and turn his life around? He will be released and he'll probably go on to father other children. If the Lord is truly calling us to do this, saying "no" is not an option. Please pray with us for the Holy Spirit to speak through Seth and for this man's salvation and a changed life. (To clarify, Seth would be the one visiting the father. We would not be taking the child.)


"For we have all sinned and fall short of the glory of God..." Romans 3:23.  “Do not judge, or you too will be judged. For in the same way you judge others, you will be judged, and with the measure you use, it will be measured to you." Matthew 7:1-2


ETA 1/31/12 - Seth went to visit him a few days ago for the allotted 15 minutes and we are so, so glad he did. This is a broken, hurting and scared out of his mind, young man. He hasn't had any visitors and he's been there for months. He was so grateful for Seth's visit and we believe that God is going to do a miraculous work in his life. Seth assured him that he would have a visit every week from now on. I LOVE my Spirit-led husband.

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