Made for Purpose
I am not your average mom. At least I don't see myself that way. I'm known to be a bit of a gangster. This sometimes makes it hard to socialize. I'm either not into what other moms are into (sports, shopping, concerts) or I take myself too seriously. I find it hard to make small talk. I don't like fake. I don't like fluff. And I certainly don't pity fools.
In my career, and as a foster parent, I have worked with traumatized teens and their resulting behaviors; sex offenders, gang members, sex trafficking victims, runaways, dropouts. They're my people. My heart was made for them.
The reality is that your average mom wouldn't be able to deal with these precious children and their not-so-lovable ways. I've been assaulted, cursed-out, lied to, lied about, stolen from. It takes tough skin to stay in it and continue to fight for those who are fighting against anyone who tries to get close.
Matthew 10:16 says, “Look, I am sending you out as sheep among wolves. So be as shrewd as snakes and harmless as doves."
This world is full of predators; people and forces looking to devour the weak. I am not weak. I am big, strong and bold. I am called to be shrewd and discerning; strategic in how to navigate situations meant to ensnare the weak. I am also called to be harmless; to protect and preserve the innocence of those whose strength is being tested.
I don't know what shape my life will take as we move to Central America. I do know that God has a purpose in sending a not-so-typical mom there and I'm excited to find out what that is.