The Promise House

Today we spent the day at The Promise House. Unfortunately, there will be no Promise House soon. They moved out two of the girls today, and the other two will be at CIPI by next week. As sad as I am, I'm more sad for the girls. I don't even want to get into it. Katie and I have had this conversation so many times this week, and it just makes me feel helpless. I know there's nothing I can besides be here for them and try to get them comfort.

On the bright side, it was a great day. We did the Creation project with the girls (we read the story of Creation to them, and then made a picture book for each of them of all of the days.) Then we went to the park for about an hour and a half. We hung out for a while doing nothing really, except watching the kids jump off the couch, and then Glenda found the music on my iPod, and that completely changed our day. Katie started dancing (which is great, if you haven't seen it) and then Glenda and I started singing Baby by Justin Bieber. It's hilarious that the only English words she knows are "Baby" and "Mine". There's a video on Facebook if you'd like to hear us sing and watch Katie dance.

Tomorrow we'll be at CIPI again.

Today I was just hit with the fact that I never have to worry about having a place to live. God has always provided for me. I have an amazing (sometimes obnoxious) family, and I am more than greatful for them. I know that no matter what kind of trouble I get myself into I always have my parents to fall back on. And it kills me inside to know that these girls don't have that.