Yesterday afternoon I left my two biological children (age 6 and 20 months) with my in-laws while for a two and a half day training event. My 6-year-old waved by and didn’t even look up. My 20 month old was sleeping, but when I checked in last night neither one of them was concerned.
Somewhere else in White County last night, a sweet little one cried to sleep. The child was taken into care recently and doesn’t understand why Mama isn’t there.
I woke up at before 6 a.m. this morning when I received a text message saying that this little was struggling with the current situation. This broke my heart. It’s hard for me to think about the fact that even though my children are safe in their bed without a care in the world that there are children all around me in my county that don’t have that same comfort.
My thoughts immediately went to the song, “Hosanna,” by Hillsong. It says, “Open up my eyes to the things unseen, Show me how to love like You have loved me, Break my heart for what breaks Yours…”
The 99+ foster children in White County are real. The 4,500+ foster children in Arkansas are real. God’s heart was breaking last night and some of us missed it because our eyes aren’t open to those things. We think about our families and our children and don’t think about the fact that others are not as fortunate as us. There are children every day wanting their mom and dad because they don’t see the addiction or the neglect — they just want the only people they’ve ever known.
My prayer today is that all of us who were adopted into the family of Christ have our eyes opened to the things we don’t see. I pray that our once our eyes are opened that our hearts break when God’s heart breaks. Looking at the numbers of children in foster care I know that God’s heart is breaking daily.