This past September, my sister & I took a backpacking trip on the Ozark Highlands Trail. We brought my dog Nike along as our guard dog, along with a can of bear spray. The trail is quite long, so we just hiked the first bit of it. Our original plan was to hike about 12 miles a day, covering 36 miles in total.
I wrote this post in December, a week before our home was opened & we accepted our first foster care placement.
We (the Kieklaks) are at the tail end of the foster care certification process. We were supposed to have our home open by November 1st, but there was some forgotten paperwork that surfaced after we signed our contract. Now, after the 1st of December, we’ve gotten all the paperwork (actually all of it this time) sent in to DHS and we’re just waiting for approval. Our foster care agency will want us to take another respite care placement before taking a (more) permanent placement.
It’s been a while since we posted regularly on here, but we wanted to tell you guys about some big changes. Both of our families started foster care this summer! We wanted to update you with where our families are in the process so you can be praying for us as we begin this journey.
Let’s start by explaining why we feel called to foster care. We’ve always had a heart for serving, and what better way to love your neighbor than to provide a safe home for a child in need? We both feel we have a safe & loving home to offer (though maybe a little crazy sometimes!) and more room in our hearts and homes, so we wanted to get involved.
Over the last few months, Steve & I have been talking and reading a lot about the past century of African American history, lingering racial injustice & structural inequality, and the church’s role in racial reconciliation.
We’ve talked extensively together and we’ve talked with a few people in our church about how we can better address racial reconciliation in our congregation. Then, a few weeks ago, Steve & I got to attend the Stronger Together 2017 Justice Conference here in Oklahoma City.
I was going to write a post about something completely different today, but then the mail came this morning. Nike barked at the mean man for daring to deliver a package, and I went out in my pajamas (yes, it was 10:30, and I was still pajama-clad) and pulled the package inside. I eagerly opened it – getting mail is always exciting!