So. Just another day in the office, right?
I start the day off searching for a mama who got out of jail and began twisting through the family like a tornado.
Then I make it to transport a kiddo for a 4 hour visitation because I know how important family is and the state can’t seem to see fit that we pay for providers to do it.
Then I make a pit stop at court. Tear it up as usual. Got some kids back with parents. Praying they continue on the path they are on.
Then I remove a child from a family that can’t handle him due to life and health issues and place him in foster care.
Then I go get groceries and come home to a house that appears to be barely standing, with laundry piled up and dinner to be made and children to be gotten ready for their first day of school tomorrow.
Bottle up ALLLLLLLLLLLLLL the emotions of this one day and you could probably use it for jet fuel to finally get to Mars. And back. 3 times.
“Each one should use whatever gift he has received to serve others, faithfully administering God’s grace in its various forms.”
1 Peter 4:10
I. Am. Blessed.