So why are they there?????
In case you are just tuning in, I have a daughter, who has 4 kids. 1 girl 10, 3 boys 9, 7 & 5. She has been a true disappointment as a daughter, drinking, drugs, abusive relationships. As well as a poor mother neglectful, emotionally abusive, does not provide a stable home or environment.
She came to me a few months ago (with a black eye) and said she was overwhelmed and had no place to go. I said come here, you and the children.
God worked out the arrangements, and soon everybody had a bed, and was settling down in a structured, safe, familial, loving environment.
Things must have been too boring for my daughter, because she began, leaving at night, and getting back just in time to wake the kids for school. While she was there I discovered that she is an alcoholic at the least - I believe she is on some type of drugs, I just don't know what. I also believe she is depressed.
On Easter Sunday, we discussed her giving me legal guardianship, so that I may do whats in the best interest of the children. I did not see her for 8 days. Then she popped in at 11pm on Wednesday - a school night to tell the kids she is going to buy them a bike. I started not to let her in, but they hadn't seen or heard from their mother in 8 days. I wanted them to see that she was at least alive.
My daughter picked the kids up from school yesterday(without notice), told the babysitter (that I am paying) that she had some moves to make. I called and texted to find out what was going on. She only texted back and said,"keeping the kids with me 2nite, call u later"
This morning she was knocking on my door at 8am - let me preface this by saying, when she was staying with me, she was never up, dressed and arriving somewhere at 8am.
She came to get some clothes. I asked "What is going on?" She said...
"Me and the kids are staying at a homeless shelter"
WWWWWWHHHHHHHHHAAAAATTTTTT!!!!!
I immediately felt chest pains - I could see old Fred Sanford, clutching his chest, "I'm come Elizabeth!"
She calmly but succinctly told me that if she takes them to a homeless shelter, they will help her get a place of her own.
Never mind, that these children have a home. It made perfect sense to her to snatch them out of what they know as home and move them to a homeless shelter - so that they will give her an apartment.
God is working with me, He enabled me to sit quietly, while she grabbed things to take with her. Maybe he provided the chest pain, because I can truly say, Something bad was about to happen, and there was going to be somebody hurt, somebody arrested, and the children going to Children Services.
He whispered, to me, "They will be back. I got this. You just keep those beds ready." I didn't want to hear His whispers this was crazy. So I walked back to the bedroom she was in to ask more questions. When I observed my granddaughter snatching something out of her hand and speaking very disrespectfully to her.
Then God started speaking louder - "GO SIT DOWN! NOW! SIT AND BE QUIET."
Then she went upstairs and I heard my oldest grandson 9 years old talking to her like she was somebody out on the street.
God said "Listen" To my thundering emotions he said "Peace, Be Still"
He placed a song in my head to distract me. "Nobody but Jesus" by Kelly Price I sat there on my bed, with the door cracked, until they left.
I reached out to my sister, who calmed me down, AFTER I calmed her down.
Dear God, its me Judy, again. Lord, I always try to start my prayers, with thanks, but right now I need You to cover those grandchildren. Place Angels around them. Please let no harm come to them. If it was You, who compelled her to take them to a homeless shelter, then Your will be done. Lord if it was not You, please, I beg you to let no harm come to her or the children. I will do as You have me to. Waiting and preparing the "oil lamps". I thank you for giving me the 8 days with them, to provide a little peace in their lives. I thank you for letting them feel free to laugh, learn, and be loved. I thank You have done and what You plan to do. I thank You for speaking to my heart, keeping my mouth shut and my hands to myself. I can be abusive as well and I really wanted to hurt her this morning. You replaced that anger and rage with a song, and the children did not have to see more chaos. These things I ask in Your Precious Son's Jesus Christs Name, Amen
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Girrrl... I had to walk that one off. I walked all the way down to Schiller Park and back at lunchtime just to regain my composure.
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