23 March 2017
The call to care for the emergency placement of a siblings group in our Lake Monticello home very quickly turned into a community-wide welcome thanks to the power of love and social media.
My husband, Robert, our adult daughter, Manna, and I met the threesome of small children on a late Thursday night. We decided we were ready and would somehow be able to open our home to them and to the opportunity to serve as God would have us do.
We had prepared to be a foster family, having gone through training, background checks, a home study, and extended workshops. Our guest room was rigged with a gorgeous full-sized bed and all the basic amenities any school-age child could need. But these weren’t school-aged children, we had very little in terms of basic necessities, and they were coming to stay with us on Monday.