In the midst of starting our pre-service classes, working on our paperwork and completing the million other tasks it takes to become foster parents, we have decided that we would do a makeover of what will become our child’s room. For the last 8 ½ years the room has been a guest room and an office.
When I bought the home I had always dreamt of having a red room and now that we are preparing it for a child, my husband and I agreed that we would leave the room red and design around it… after all, red is kid friendly. With new carpet on the way, we have completely gutted and reorganized the room. Over the years I have collected many things and memories. As I went through the boxes, pulling out pictures and packing away the items I wanted to keep, I found myself very emotional.
My hopes and dreams of preparing a room for a child were here. Letting go of some of the past, carefully boxing away treasured items and memories, I realized our lives were about to change. Soon there will be a child in this room, soon there will be prayers, laughter, and bedtime stories and possibly tantrums and tears. Soon there would be a child looking for safety and love in this room. For a moment I closed my eyes and imagined it all finished and ready, for a moment, I imagined a child reading a book, playing on the floor, I imagined my family for the first time.
Mark 10:14 – “When Jesus saw this, he was indignant. He said to them ” Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these.”