3 Reasons I Foster (And Adopted)

Just finished this week’s This Is Us family therapy session. (The best show on TV in years.) There’s a joke in my house that I don’t like to feel the feels. Well, tonight’s episode brought all the feels.

And, it made me think about why I am a foster parent.

1. I want children. I don’t know why My wife and I have struggled with infertility these past 13 years. God knows. And it would be an amazing life just the two of us. But like many, I want children. She wants children. We have love in our hearts and space in our home and it’s ok to want that. Many times, foster/adoptive parents think, or are told, this desire to be a parent is too selfish. It’s not. It’s ok to want to a child to love.

2. God called me to it. Fostering wasn’t on my radar until God clearly and undeniably set up many events and occurrences in my life to naturally turn my attention in this direction. He works best supernaturally natural. This is what I’m to do. No more noble than saving the bees, flowers or trees. Everybody has a thing God has called them to do. For me, this is it.

3. The children are worth it. Children don’t enter care by their own doing. They didn’t choose this path. Foster care isn’t punishment. It’s an unfortunate result of their parents inability to care for them. These kids need love. They need (and crave) boundaries. They deserve families. Sometimes they arrive as beautiful diamonds encased in a world of hurt. Watching them emerge from that prison and become all God intended them to be is an extraordinary privilege.

Why do you foster? Why did you adopt? Tell me in the comments.


About Andrew Sawyer

I'm a foster-adoptive dad that is raising two incredibly awesome boys with my super-talented wife and trusty beagle while trusting God to provide the strength and knowledge for each step of the way.
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6 Responses to 3 Reasons I Foster (And Adopted)

  1. Stephanie says:

    I just started the foster care journey . I have my first placement of two little adorable daughters . It seems we will be adopting them eventually. I have one bio son and three adopted stepsons . My only little girl was born premature and died shortly after she was born. I have had many miscarriages . I wasn’t ready to give up my dream of having a daughter ( for all the frilly feminine reasons ) but my body just wouldn’t cooperate . So I knew somewhere my earthly daughter was waiting . And Ironically the girls I have was born on the due date of one of my last miscarriages that was tested and proven to be a girl !!! Don’t know if that gives anyone else the same feelings it gives me.
    I am not sure if we will be able to foster more after the adoption since our space is limited and some days I am ready to be out of the process and other days I wonder how many more children I could help

  2. 4my8kidz says:

    There were many small things that put it into my heart over the years. My grandparents were foster parents when I was very little. My father was an abusive alcoholic. My mother wanted to foster and never could because of my father. I did child care for a large foster/adoptive family when I was a young single mother. My own bio daughters father disappeared because drugs called him more loudly than parenting did. Because a boy in our neighborhood who was a friend of my daughter and stepson and in foster care told us his mother’s parental rights had been terminated, and would we adopt him. His father had died while he was in foster care. After he came home (age 12), we knew we had room in our home and hearts for a girl, so we began to seek a girl who needed us. Our daughter was 6 when we found each other. Our youngest son came at age 4, bio brother of our daughter. When we found out his adoptive family backed out and returned him, we had to pursue him as he was her family, and therefore ours. It felt as if he belonged to us and as if it would be a betrayal to both of them to not allow them to be siblings once again. We had a bed for him, and the love, so why wouldn’t we.

    Everyone one of our kids had so much baggage. There was sex abuse, Fetal Alcohol damage, ADHD, PTSD, RAD, Bipolar disorder. I have been hit, bitten, kicked, etc. I know every cop in the area. I would die for my kids. Only my oldest son is estranged from us at age 27, but he has given us his two children to raise. So now we are raising a 1 year old and a 3 year old. He lives a drug induced life, but he knows that his daughters deserve a loving life and home, and that we will offer that to them.

  3. daniwrites16 says:

    I foster because I can! And I want to! Haha so many people ask my why in the world we put ourselves through this and many believe it’s because I can’t conceive but the truth is, it’s none of their business! That point aside, we would still choose to foster because there are too many kids in need, and they didn’t ask for this, so it takes caring adults to jump in and say “I’m here because I want to be, for you”, and also, because God called me to it at just 12yrs old, He put it in my heart so how could I say no? ❤

    • Stephanie says:

      When People ask me why I do –I have begun asking why the Don’t ??? it stops some of the comments

  4. Brooke says:

    I love your third point. So very true.

  5. treenewt says:

    Thankful for the heart God gave you bro. Love seeing it lived out.

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