There was a time in my life when I did not believe in second chances much less believe I was entitled to one. Thankful God saw my situation differently.
I was in my early thirties when I found myself divorced and suddenly a single mother of two. The last few years of my marriage where anything but pleasant and there came a point that I knew it was time to go, not just for my safety but the safety of my kids. Even after finding the inner strength to leave the one I had been with since I was 15, the nightmare continued. I was living a terrible dream and saw no end in sight. The situation played out in court, a divorce was granted and my ex plead guilty and was sent to jail for domestic abuse. The plea gave him a five year sentence for years of physical and emotional abuse (he only served two and a half). Our marriage was not perfect, I was not perfect, he was not perfect by any means but we did bring two wonderful kids into this world. And they became even more my whole world, if that was even possible.
I had been told for years I was not good enough, pretty enough, smart enough, ect that I believed it. I did not think God or anyone could love me. I was adjusting to being a single mom and I had no intention of looking for love. That’s when God intervened and gave me a second chance, he sent Todd. (That’s a story for another time)
Todd and I married in late 2009. Life was going great and we became foster parents in November 2010. On one of our adoption photos on facebook an old friend made the comment that God had given my older kids and myself this second chance at love and happiness when He crossed our paths with Todd. She also said that through foster care and our adoption we had given our new little ones a second chance not only at having a normal loving family but a second chance at life. Her comment has stuck with me over the years. I find myself reading it when things are going not so great with the little ones. So thankful for her wise words and her friendship.
Foster to adopt is God’s second chance for many children when the first plan does not go the direction it should have. Many of the kids that come into care feel unloved, neglected, beat down and alone. It’s a dark and scary place feeling that way. I have been in that same dark place and can’t imagine what a child must feel like. Maybe that’s why I am so drawn to help them? Maybe that’s why we were called to be foster parents? They need to know someone is willing to go that extra mile for them, to be there to help them, to encourage them, to build them back up because they are worth it. They are so worth it. They need a second chance. I am blessed God allowed us to be a second chance to so many. I am thankful we were able to be there for them on their journey. Whether they were with us for a day or a year we tried to make sure they knew they were worth it, that they were loved by us, and that they were loved by God.
I am thankful God saw fit to give me a second chance. I fail Him daily but He loves me anyway. I am thankful He uses us to pass His second chance on to those in foster care. I am grateful He is a God of third,fourth, and fifth chances. He loves us so much that he gives us chance after chance to better our lives even when we dont believe we deserve it. When you are given a second chance make the most of it. Do something positive, change someone’s life in a good way, love deeper, laugh more often. You are worth it, embrace the gift of your second chance.
From our beautiful chaos to yours make the most of your second chance.