Somewhere in Between

After not blogging for a long time it’s hard to choose where to pick up again. Tonight I’m enjoying an evening to myself (Steve and Jack are at the beach, Palmer is sleeping) which is a rare occurrence. So I’m sitting here with a glass of wine, listening to my Pandora station, and typing away at the monitor.

Last week we said goodbye to some of our best friends the Shah Family. We are so sad to see them go, but know that God has brought them to North Carolina for a purpose and has great things for them ahead. We are sad we won’t be by their side to experience it with them.





 






 
 





 


 
 

 

 


 

 
We love them so much and will miss them greatly!
Last week we also got our foster license (finally!). The process took much longer than expected because we moved in the middle of our training- this delayed the home inspections and interviews that would’ve been done early in the process. We also had some unexpected bumps along the way that delayed the process even more.
Before officially being available to take in kids, we decided to take two weeks to work on our guest bedroom where the foster children would sleep. We didn’t have to do this (this wasn’t required) but something in me really wanted to make it more welcoming and cozy for them.  Figured they’ve already been through something traumatic and sleeping in a stranger’s home can’t be anything less than incredibly scary.
I’ve thought a lot about the book “The Little Princess" by Frances Hodson Burnett- My favorite book growing up (which I would read over and over again). It’s about a little girl who lost her mom and her dad leaves her in some type of boarding school while he is away at war. She is made to sleep in the worst, most unwelcoming room of the place… and she pretends to be a princess though out the book. I just didn’t want to give these children the worst room in the house. I want them to feel wanted.
And so for the past week we’ve spent every spare second working in this room. If I seemed to have dropped off the face of the earth that’s why. But I’m thinking this will be over soon and can get back to normal life?





 As excited as I am about to start foster parenting. As much as I’m looking forward to loving on some little guys that have not been loved on the way they should have. As much as I know in my heart we’re led to do this. As much as I’m ready to pray over them even if just for a short time... I’m also absolutely terrified. After all, there are some days when I can barely get through the day- Why in the world would I think that I’d be able to take care of another child? And how is it going to change our life? What kind of rough days are coming our way?
And when I have those questions I’m thankful for my husband who encourages me and tells me that we should move forward. That we should give this a try and God will lead us in the right direction  whether we do this for a season or the rest of our lives. Even if it’s uncomfortable at times and not everyone will agree with what we’re doing. And I find peace and rest in that.

I was listening to the song 'Somewhere in the Middle' by Casting Crowns when I started typing tonight. I thought it was appropriate as we get ready to leave a season of our lives and start another completely unknown season.

Somewhere between the wrong and the right
Somewhere between the darkness and the light
Somewhere between who I was and who You're making me
Somewhere in the middle, You'll find me

Just how close can I get, Lord, to my surrender without losing all control


- Casting Crown 'Somewhere in the Middle' Lyrics

It's getting late and I should head to bed so I can get some rest before my baby wakes up early tomorrow morning. Hope everyone had a great 4th of July weekend! :)

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