Wednesday, September 27, 2006

A moral with a story

One of the scariest things about getting into foster care is knowing I'm going at this alone. I would literally be a single parent. I have the option of getting out, I wouldn't necessarily be taking children for the rest of my life, which is about the only thing that seems to set me apart from "real" single parents.

During the moments I freeze up with fear it seems that I am convinced that if there was a second person around I wouldn't have a doubt that what I'm doing is possible.

Unfortunately for all of us, those same feelings translate to nearly every single aspect of our lives. No one is immune.

How many times are we given the opportunity to do something, but we don't because we've decided we're not capable? We don't start a church program because we're the only ones interested in this program and we can't do it ourselves. Right? We don't start helping a neighbor with 6 kids because we can't handle the burden of 6 kids and we don't want them to start calling us for assistance. Right? We don't start neighborhood cleaning programs because we might be the only person cleaning the neighborhood. Right? Say you live in a house with 5 occupants, we might not even clean the house because we believe the other 4 won't. Right?

Are we all just doing the least we can do because no one else is doing more?

An e-mail I received prompted this post it came labelled as a 'joke' in the mail. It made me think more than it did laugh. But I hope you enjoy it either way.

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An out-of-towner accidentally drives his car into a deep ditch
on the side of a country road. Luckily a farmer happened by
with his big old horse named Benny.

The man asked for help. The farmer said Benny could pull his
car out. So he backed Benny up and hitched Benny to the man's
car bumper.

Then he yelled, "Pull, Nellie, pull." Benny didn't move.

Then he yelled, "Come on, pull Ranger." Still, Benny didn't
move.

Then he yelled really loud, "Now pull, Fred, pull hard." Benny
just stood.

Then the farmer nonchalantly said, "Okay, Benny, pull."

Benny pulled the car out of the ditch.

The man was very appreciative but curious. He asked the farmer
why he called his horse by the wrong name three times.

The farmer said, "Oh, Benny is blind, and if he thought he was
the only one pulling he wouldn't even try."

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Why not be a Big Sister? You know the Big Brother Big Sister organization.

flyawaynet said...

Easy answer? Because God has called me to be a foster parent. He put the idea, the desire, the timing, and the ability within me.
My fears are simply because I know how difficult some days will be. But I also know how amazing some of the days to come will be.
God has a plan for my life and this is a part of it. What's His plan for your life? Do you know yet? Find it, seek it, DO IT. :)