Yes…I’m still here. It’s been 5 or 6 weeks since I’ve taken the time to post a blog. Lots has been happening. We’ve had two State Site Inspections: one for our agency’s two year certification; one for MEPA. We’ve been evaluated and approved to become a Private Child Placing agency (yeah!!). I submitted a Request for Qualifications to Cuyahoga County Government to see if we’ll be selected for a contractual agreement for foster care services (we were…yeah again). We underwent our Council On Accreditation Site Visit on October 21st and 22nd for Hague Accreditation. We will likely hear by the end of November. Our auditors have been out for several days to conduct the annual audit of the agency’s finances. Friday, we had our annual Cuyahoga County Department of Children and Family Services Contract Monitoring Site Visit.
And tomorrow, Sunday, November 10th, I leave for a second trip to Uganda. I hope to be exploring new relationships and connections as well as extending those I established back in February of this year. “Crazy busy.”
What’s sticking in my head recently are books that I’ve been reading focusing on what the lack of a father in a child’s life can do…really, what it undoes. It undoes trust in adults, especially male adults. It distorts that part of a child that needs the love that a strong dad can provide; a fearful respect, hopefully calmness in stressful times, stability, protection and security; reassurance that he is there to provide. It unravels many other things that don’t come to mind immediately as I hurriedly write this post.
I think worst of all though is the effect it may have on how a child views their heavenly Father.
The unconditional love provided to anyone who wants it. Our heavenly Father is always there for us. If our earthly father is not a good reflection of Him or worse, is absent, it can really hamper how a child can maximize their potential. It makes them not want to approach their Father to access the strength, wisdom and guidance that every child needs to make it in life.
Growing up in an orphanage in any country, separate and apart from a dad or a mom, is not the way it should be for children. Sometimes though, it’s the best that can be done to make life better for that child. So it goes and so it should be then.
One person can’t do everything, but everyone can do something about it. This is my piece. For right now…I’m sticking to it.
It’s just like that story of the boy tossing a starfish found on the sandy beach back into the ocean…maybe he can’t toss them all back, but it matters to this one.