The Unlovable
You know, being a foster parent is extremely difficult in many ways... in fact, more ways than I could ever share on a blog.
One of the struggles as a foster parent is dealing with the biological parents who have hurt or continue to hurt your kids. Many people think that we should hate the biological parents, especially when we receive a child who has been beaten black and blue or almost killed by them. I am often asked how I can stand even looking at them, after knowing what they did to my children. You know, at first, I struggled with that. I would try to put myself in their shoes, but it was very difficult. And yes, I often times had to deal with anger toward the families for what they did to these children I had come to love. God always dealt with me on that, and would give me the love and grace to forgive them, but it was always hard to go beyond that and truly love them. I prayed for them, but it was a very quick and probably not very earnest prayer.
Through our experiences and losses in foster care, God has given me more love and compassion for these biological parents. I now understand what will give them comfort while their children are staying with us, and do everything I can to give them that comfort. I feel sorry for those who were raised in this horrible system themselves, as a result had horrible lives, and now their kids do too. Not all, but a lot of the children in our system are "repeats." Their parents were raised in foster care, and now they are in it too.
One of the struggles as a foster parent is dealing with the biological parents who have hurt or continue to hurt your kids. Many people think that we should hate the biological parents, especially when we receive a child who has been beaten black and blue or almost killed by them. I am often asked how I can stand even looking at them, after knowing what they did to my children. You know, at first, I struggled with that. I would try to put myself in their shoes, but it was very difficult. And yes, I often times had to deal with anger toward the families for what they did to these children I had come to love. God always dealt with me on that, and would give me the love and grace to forgive them, but it was always hard to go beyond that and truly love them. I prayed for them, but it was a very quick and probably not very earnest prayer.
Through our experiences and losses in foster care, God has given me more love and compassion for these biological parents. I now understand what will give them comfort while their children are staying with us, and do everything I can to give them that comfort. I feel sorry for those who were raised in this horrible system themselves, as a result had horrible lives, and now their kids do too. Not all, but a lot of the children in our system are "repeats." Their parents were raised in foster care, and now they are in it too.
It's really hard when you know for a fact that some of the parents are guilty, but they don't want to admit it, because they cannot love or forgive themselves for the shameful things they've done. They can't bear the thought of someone else knowing what they've really done. And, you just want to tell them, you know what they've done, you love them anyway, don't hold it against them, and are not judging them - you're not their enemy and they aren't yours. It's so hard when they are screaming out through their eyes and actions that they are unlovable even to themselves, and you are aching to minister to them, just love them, and cry with them, but you can't.
(Note: I'm not forgetting they often convince themselves they won't make the same mistake again, just as we all do ourselves with our mistakes, and therefore plead not guilty to get their kids back, only to repeat the same mistakes again. Or that some just don't view what they did as wrong, which is sad in and of itself.)
We have all made mistakes; we have all committed unforgivable sins in our own eyes. But, our Maker gives us His Love and Grace freely, forgives us, and, better yet, cleanses us as though we never messed up at all - all we have to do is ask. And through His loving grace given to us, we have the ability to forgive and love others and show them the same grace God has given to us. But what about those times we are not allowed to tell them that?
I really struggle with this right now. I hold such a burden in my heart for these people who just can't admit their guilt, and therefore, I'm not allowed to share this love and grace with them. It is so hard, because they themselves are victims, and I long and ache to just love them, cry with them, and show them forgiveness from someone who, in their eyes and others' eyes, should hate them. I want to show them the Loving Grace that Jesus Christ has shown to me. I want them to be freed from this just as much as I want their children to be freed from this cold harsh system that tears them apart. I want them to be free.
These experiences have reminded me of God's love for us. In so many ways, this is how it works in our relationship with Christ. His love is there. He loves us. He died for us. He concurred death for us. He gave everything for us when He didn't need us, we needed Him. His love is there, His forgiveness is right there all along. We just have to be willing to admit that we need that forgiveness - that we need that love. We need to be able and willing to confess that we need it first in order to receive it. How agonizing it must be for Him to have more love than we could ever imagine along with the power to forgive us, heal us, and set us free, all the while, we reject that love and forgiveness, because we are too ashamed, too prideful, too caught up in covering up, and too afraid to let go, to just admit we need it. How He must ache for us!
So yes, it is very hard for me to talk with the biological parents, but not for the reasons you may think. Yes, meeting them for the first time is a terrifying thing, having to see them over and over can be terrifying too, and seeing the condition these kids are in is traumatizing and something you never forget or learn to be ok with, but I am not angry with them for it. I AM angry with the one who makes this world as sick as it is. If anything, being a foster parent has made me hate the devil more and more every day. I praise God the enemy is defeated, and I long for the day when Jesus returns and God says, "NO MORE!"
These experiences have reminded me of God's love for us. In so many ways, this is how it works in our relationship with Christ. His love is there. He loves us. He died for us. He concurred death for us. He gave everything for us when He didn't need us, we needed Him. His love is there, His forgiveness is right there all along. We just have to be willing to admit that we need that forgiveness - that we need that love. We need to be able and willing to confess that we need it first in order to receive it. How agonizing it must be for Him to have more love than we could ever imagine along with the power to forgive us, heal us, and set us free, all the while, we reject that love and forgiveness, because we are too ashamed, too prideful, too caught up in covering up, and too afraid to let go, to just admit we need it. How He must ache for us!
So yes, it is very hard for me to talk with the biological parents, but not for the reasons you may think. Yes, meeting them for the first time is a terrifying thing, having to see them over and over can be terrifying too, and seeing the condition these kids are in is traumatizing and something you never forget or learn to be ok with, but I am not angry with them for it. I AM angry with the one who makes this world as sick as it is. If anything, being a foster parent has made me hate the devil more and more every day. I praise God the enemy is defeated, and I long for the day when Jesus returns and God says, "NO MORE!"
