I wish I could share the photos of him loving our older teens here. It is heart breaking. He feels safe, warm and loved. We won't tell him he's leaving until the day they take him.
His parents signed away their parental rights, his mom told him goodbye. He was o.k. with it for now because he likes where he lives. Eventually he'll wonder where they went.
But once again government rules (we can only have 10 under 18) say he never even should have even come here.
So why do they keep sending us these invisible boys who steal our hearts? Why do they hurt these boys by taking away their one possibility of a least restrictive environment?
G hated it! LOL!!
After inspecting it, and trying it, he got ready to body slam it.
Oh my! The teens rescued it from G. And took it to their brothers.
Julius right front, Pauly right in back.
The brothers really really tried to like the house. They loved being in it with one of the older sibs. But they found no use for it on their own.
(Warning what I'm going to say won't make anyone comfortable.)
They are boys that no one else has time for.
Boys like G, CC, Samson and our 5 youngest. Boys that people never ask about. Boys that if I am truthful I'd say no one really even cares about them. Seriously, IF they cared wouldn't they make time?
If I am talking to someone and bring up my boys, they go silent. They don't say anything. Sometimes someone might say "that's nice" or "cute". But they don't have time for it. They're busy.
No one has ever gone out of their way to be a part of these boy's lives. Only my mom asks how they are.
Some people blow me off and say "You are surely going to Heaven!" ...........what?.................... I just told you Noah has finally let us know he wants seconds at dinner!!??
If I ask someone to do something for the boys, help them, or heaven forbid spend time with them. (because the boys can't ask) They act as though they are doing "me" as a huge favor. Not doing it for one of our boys. Because if they do anything for our boys, the boys can't pay them back. They can't even thank them. So if others do these "favors" for me, they do expect me to be very thankful to them. Which of course I am. But I often tire of the "doing it for me", making my boys invisible again. Do we only do things for those who can repay us?
I'm the only voice my boys have.
I'm glad they don't "see" the rejection. They don't "see" that no one outside our house remembers their birthdays other than my mom. They never seem to notice the lack of interest others have for them. They smile just as happy to rude people as they do to me! :o) Should that make it o.k.?
They never had much, so they don't complain.
Some of the children we raised say all of this has only happened because it was "my choice".
My choice? that these children had nowhere to go, so I took them in? It wasn't a "choice". I responded to a need greater than me. These grown children also criticise that we took too many.
When the need was them, should I have said no? Would their lives really have been so much better? Do they realize we only get called when it's an emergency? We are the last on the list- and we said yes, because they were the un-wanted child. So since they never had to go without they can now tell us what we should have done?
Is it always so simple? Am I really in "control"?
To the adult children we raised-
God knew which children were coming here before we were all even born. God sent the children/you. I prayed for the Lord to send who (you) needed us. If you are ashamed that you were who he sent to us, talk to Him. Ask the people around you- would they have raised you? Why didn't God place you there with them?
The bunk beds I asked my only SIL Dan to make are done. I'll show them set up in their rooms soon. We hope to get them set up this week. Dan is incredibly talented. Praise God! Poor guy possibly has no idea that he was an answer to my prayers, not just his wife's! ;o)
(We could never afford to buy these new.)
As G prepares to leave we are helping him gain strength- super powers. He is a Super Hero!! SUPER G!!! He did not know what the Bible was or who God was before he came. We taught him to pray. We can only accept his leaving by knowing that God will always be with him. Praise God!!
Please, find an invisible boy near you and give him a hug, or bring him a treat.