a new home

This afternoon "Bo" went to live in the home of an empty nest couple from our church who’ll love him and give him all the care and attention he needs. They’ll see him through to the resolution of his family’s situation, however long that may be, which is why they call this move "permanent." Currently, the situation is a nasty mess, so it'll be a good, long time until it's all said and done.

After lunch, I took him for a walk to see the neighbor's pond, something we intended to do last week, but between bad weather and making time, didn't do. I asked him if he was a little afraid of going to live with "Bill and Mary," and he said he yes, a little, not really knowing them and all. He seems to adjust so well and seems really flexible, and I trust Bill's and Mary's hearts toward both this boy and esp. the Lord. He can't make a decision to save his life, but that comes from living for ten years according to an exact schedule, ruled by a timer, no exceptions. We sent him off with a decent basketball and a dozen chocolate chip cookies. A pittance compared to what I would've liked to have supplied him with--protection for his heart and mind, the assurance that he is precious, wanted, and loved, and a boatload of goodwill. I'll see him at church though, and that'll be nice.

Thank You, Lord, for providing just in time and in exactly the right fit. They're good people, and he's a good boy, and You are the Good God. †