Seasons

As the heat of summer fades away, and the coolness of autumn slowly enters our Bay Area forecast, I cannot help but be in awe, once again, of God’s artistic creation. He created our world to ebb and flow in seasons, and he created us to do the same.

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Christina B.
In the Hard and Holy

Nothing prepared me for the way I would fall in love with him. 

Given only the barest details of his life and situation, I felt a pull toward him that I could not describe. The yes rolled off my tongue as if it had been decided even before the question had been asked.

“Yes. He’s welcome in our home.”

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Foster the Bay
Counting the Costs

We sat next to each other at the County Orientation, and I felt it. My very first yes in this process. I looked over at my husband with “the look.” You know the one...the “I feel something kinda crazy” ... the “but I kinda want to do it” … the “come on, let’s give it a try” ... you know? THAT kind of look. My first yes, faithfully all in, before I really knew what the next step would entail. A faithful yes before stopping to count the cost such an answer would require. 

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Christina B.
Welcome, Santa Cruz County!

Santa Cruz County is one of the Bay Area's most beautiful areas with stunning beaches and incredible redwood forests, a favorite destination for families and adventurers alike. But among the beauty lives distinct brokenness: more than 200 children in Santa Cruz County are living in the foster care system. We’re on a mission to make sure every one of them is welcomed into a safe and loving home.

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Kylie Middlebusher
Every Single Step

This is the foster care life - We say yes with a particular set of expectations, then get hit with situations that we never expected at all. We climb hundreds of stairs in dark, stone stairwells holding onto the hope that the sight at the top will have been worth the extra effort.

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A Little Bit of Boredom

Summer is here, and my children’s appetites for adventure and fun are as voracious as ever. The first week of summer was filled with play dates, and every single day included at least one trip to the pool. (One huge inflatable duck included, obviously.) Now it’s time to get back to the real world, and the transition has turned mornings with friends into mornings with a mom who works from home. 

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Lindsay Goodwin
The Answer

Over the years, we only said no a few times, and I remember every single one of them. Even when the children didn’t come to live with us, the knowledge of them took up residence in our home. I carried the burden of their need with me for weeks, and I still think of them today.

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Thriving in Temporary

I like to use the phrase “for now” to talk about our foster placement. He’s ours “for now.” I’m his Mama “for now.” We’re a family of four “for now.” I can see how this makes other people squeamish at times. It sounds so scary, so unknown. I am often pestered with questions like - What’s going to happen? Do you get to keep him? How will you feel if he goes back?

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Rachael G.
The Power of Story

Recently, my buddies, who are now eight and nine, were having a rough morning. While plowing through school work, frustration ensued, books were thrown, and angry words spilled out. One of the boys was curled into an angry ball in the corner of the couch, refusing to speak to anyone. At a loss for the right words to help my son, I pulled out a book.

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La Né Powers
Through Good Fridays

Of course, we know the end of the story. We know that Jesus’s season of difficulty was temporary…that it wasn’t long before that season of grief was replaced with an incredible season of joy. But Jesus had to walk through the season of pain first.

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Lindsay Goodwin
Twirling Kurts

“NO!” she screamed. “I WANNA KURT!”

I sat back on my knees and stared at this formidable three-year-old in bewilderment. We had only known each other for a couple of days, and I was struggling to understand her. I didn’t know who or what Kurt was, and I had no ability to reunite her with anything from her life before she came to live with me.

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Lindsay GoodwinComment
For Now

One of my greatest hesitations in our decision to become a foster family was the effect it would have on my only child. Thankfully, God spoke to my fears early into the process…

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Rachael G.Comment
Number Stories

All too often, the numbers related to foster care tell a hopeless and desperate story. The statistics are frightening, and the trends are discouraging. When we consider the full extent of the foster care crisis in the Bay Area, it’s clear that the problems are too complex for one church to solve and that the need is too great for one church to meet. That’s why 22 and 60 are two of our favorite numbers.

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Foster the Bay
Not a Single Bit

When we announced that we were becoming foster parents, our family and friends asked many questions that fit into one of the following two categories:

“What if it hurts too much?”

“What if it costs too much?”

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Foster the BayComment
In the Dark Valleys

My husband and I had just walked out of our ninth foster parent training session. We only had one more class to complete before we would be granted our license to provide foster care. Although previous sessions had taught us about the horrifying effects of trauma and abuse and the vast responsibilities of caring for vulnerable children, nothing had deterred me from my desire to become a foster parent until that night.

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Foster the Bay Comments
Saving Grace

Do you know what I missed most in my first month as a foster parent?

My husband.

Overnight, our family had grown from four to six. We transitioned from being the parents of two elementary school students to being the parents of four children between the ages of 13 days and 8 years.

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Lindsay Goodwin
Conversation Hearts

Sometimes I think it’s easier for archeologists to discover ancient artifacts than for me to discover a single detail about my child’s day at school. Thankfully, we both have tools to help us do our jobs. Archeologists have trowels, and I’ve got a marker. Whenever I sit down to draw or color with my children, we end up having some of our best conversations. The challenge is my serious lack of artistic skill.

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Lindsay Goodwin