I hate it that there are single homeless mothers out there. I can not stand the thought of a freezing cold child, clinging to his mother under a bridge. It makes me sick to my stomach.
This post is inspired by another fellow blogger, Farmer's Wife. God gives us Holy Discontent, like a holy hatred that we are to use for his kingdom. Being a mother is the best thing in the world and not being able to give your children what they need is a gut-wrenching feeling. I have never been a single mother, my children have always been feed but I have a passion for HOUSING.
God wants us to have an Embassy for our family. (see previous post on Raising Kids). Right bow our families "Embassy" is the upstairs of my in-laws house, all 400 sq ft of it, for one more month. I am grateful for family who have helped us in our transition of Stephen starting his own business and buying our house, but it is rough not having a house to call our own. I can't imagine the heart-ache of calling the underpass of a bridge "home".
I have this dream of owning a ton of rental houses, cute lil' 3 bedroom 2 bath houses that I will furnish and decorate. They will house homeless mothers -FREE OF CHARGE - so they can get on their feet. They will have their own house. I get all teary thinking about it. It wont be a bunk in a large room. It will be theirs.
I know what houses to buy and for cheap (foreclosure, short sale). I will fix them up, not just throw down some new carpet, but really fix them up, nice furniture, beautifully decorated so they feel like a real person, not just a charity case. They are CHILDREN of GOD and I want them to know that they deserve the best and that GOD LOVES them.
Oh, I could go on and on but that is what I will be working on once we have the funds. What a great way to homeschool and really teach our children what matters. Teach them to build, teach them to give, teach them to LOVE.