Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world. James 1:27
I met the most amazing people today. We had a long meeting with Jesse’s foster parents. These folks, late 60s, have three boys in their home, a seventeen year old adopted son, a twelve year old foster son and nine year old Jesse, an orphan waiting for a home (possibly ours!!). They have fostered dozens of children over the years. This in addition to the seven adult children they have raised. One of their adult children is raising thirteen children, four biological and nine adopted from foster care. That acorn didn’t fall to far from the tree.
These people are heroes. They may never receive any recognition beyond the occasional certificate at an awards dinner, but they are heroes nevertheless. They spoke with us about Jesse and the other couple of dozen foster children with whom they have shared their home over the years. Mrs. Hero teared up when she spoke about saying goodbye to Jesse. It is clear that they care deeply for the children who come to them. These kids, who arrive at all hours of the day and night, often battered and bruised with nothing to their name. They spoke of kids who will only sleep in their clothes, even their hats, living in a permanent fight or flight zone, ready to flee at all times. They described children who are in crisis in need of someone, anyone who cares.
Mr. & Mrs. Hero’s first question for us was about continuing contact with Jesse. I think that would be best for us all. Who wouldn’t want these folks as surrogate Grandparents for their child?
Lord bless Joe & Lucy, and all the men and women who care for widows and orphans. Amen.