This Home is Love

You make me brave
You make me brave
You call me out beyond the shore into the waves
You make me brave
You make me brave
No fear can hinder now the love that made a way

You make me brave
You make me brave
You call me out beyond the shore into the waves
You make me brave
You make me brave
No fear can hinder now the promises you made
You make me brave
You make me brave
No fear can hinder now the love that made a way

- Bethel Music

There are somethings in life that I ponder and question and wonder if I made the right choice. With this journey, there hasn't been a doubt in my mind. 

I keep reading all these eloquently written blog posts. They are filled with so much emotion and so much heart. They are real. They are raw. 

It excites me. It motivates me. It makes me brave. It opens my eyes to a world I only could think of.

I might not have the words. I might not have a well read blog. I might not be the most detailed writer. 

But I have the heart.

I have the heart to love the babies that come through my doors. I have the time to invest in their little lives and pour my heart and soul out ... only to know that reunifcation is huge and that these babies aren't mine to keep forever. Unless the Lord calls me to that, too. 

"Catch and release." That is how one blogger referred to her journey. Some homes are called to be a catch and release. Some are meant to be a forever home. 

One of my favorite quotes is from one of my now favorite movies, Martian Child: “I get all the arguments against it. I even get the one that says... "I don't know if I want to bring another kid into this world." But how do you argue with the logic of loving one that's already here?” 

How do you argue with the logic of loving one [a child] that's already here?  My heart breaks. 

There are so many children that just exist. They fail to thrive. They miss out on love. 

If I can show just one child what love is. If I can take just one child and impact their world. If I can be that catch and release and give just one child a loving home... even if for just a little bit of time ... it will all be worth it. 

I want to be that home that has arms and doors wide open. Love can freely move here. 

Regardless of age, rage, gender. Regardless of how the child came into the world. Regardless of parental background. Regardless of regardlesses. This home is LOVE.