Emails from all across the country filled with prayers, gratefulness and encouragement. Foster families going through their first reunifications, foster families missing past children, friends blessing us.
A Grandmother and Daddy who hugged me and said we changed their lives, as I placed their son, their grandson back into their arms, ending my season as his mother.
Knowing every victory is your power in us.
I've watch other families celebrate with bittersweet joy, like us, as they reunified children who they have loved as their own - fully - for six months, a year, two years...
I've watched new children come in to care.
I've held my sons and daughters as they cried because they missed their baby brother.
And Jamie pulled me in and said, "If we had never had J, if we had never loved fully and said goodbye well, we wouldn't be on our knees, crying with our children, modeling Godly grief for them. This is an honor to do this with them. They are crying out to their Savior. Catie, look what God is doing just by us saying yes."
And I screamed, "I don't want to be used anymore, if it's hurts like this."
And he pulled me back in and whispered, Jesus is real.
Jesus is real.
I listened to this Matt Redman song 30 times while running today...