The story goes he was found on the side of the road and left for dead. The stench of his wounds and incapacities filled the nostrils and the horror of his open wounds would never leave one’s sight. Naked. Everything had been taken from him. His belongings, his sense of security, his identity where all gone in one fell swoop; instantly changing him forever.
On his own he would have faded into the side of the road like he never existed.
As a foster parent, I have seen, heard and experienced things that will never leave my mind’s eye.
Where one so little, so vulnerable has lost those things many of us take for granted. A sense of belonging. Security. An identity draped in self-worth.
I sometimes become just overwhelmed by the devastation, I question and begin to doubt that things for this little one will be made right again.
Is there hope for this soul or will they too fade into the side of the road like they were to not exist?
Jesus tells us in the parable of the Good Samaritan what we are to do.
He answered, “’Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength and with all your mind’,; and, ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’ Luke 10:27
Jesus identified our neighbor as those who are in need of mercy. Mercy synonymous with compassion.
The Samaritan saw, and reached down taking pity on this stranger.
It was bloody, messy, smelly, inconvenient, sacrificial, expensive and selfless.
And in the offering, hope was found. A chance; an opportunity; a possibility that ruin would not be the end.
As a foster parent, I have seen, heard and experienced things that will never leave my belief system.
Where one so little, finds belonging, safety, and security and soars and overcomes, knowing hope was responsible because of a stranger’s mercy.
We cannot pass by, there is too much at risk.
Consider becoming a foster parent. Consider supporting a foster family. Always pray.
Cindy is a daughter of the great I Am; the one ‘who is, and who was, and who is to come’. A true county girl, she has lived most of her life in the small towns of southwestern Ontario. Cindy has been married to the man God handpicked for her for 21 years. They have two amazing identical twin daughters that were hand delivered by God. Just recently Cindy has officially become a stay at home, homeschooling Mom. And even more recently has been obedient to the call of fostering. She has a passion for speaking and is dedicated to the youth ministry at her home church. Cindy is honoured to be a part of, “We Are His Daughters” and counts her friendship with Mandy as one of God’s richest blessings.