Hey X,
Family, friends, and warriors
Tough day yesterday. The meeting went okay (so-so). I agreed to keep precious little Spider-Man for the rest of the week, and God willing he’ll be with grandma by next Tuesday afternoon. We’ve got a few things to address to satisfy the state,busy weekend ahead.
We arrived at grandma’s about 30 minutes before the home inspection. Spidey ran up and hugged “Me Maw.” The place looked clean, smelled like fresh paint. But it hit me: nothing on the walls, no furniture in the living room, no kitchen table. Galley kitchen mostly empty except boxes. Fridge bare except frozen dinners and berries.
Bedrooms: Bathroom nice. His room,plush carpet, window, new blinds, but completely empty. Grandma proudly showed it and Spidey did a happy cartwheel. Then immediately got into a "kung fu battle" with R.C.
She showed her room, it had a poster bed with boxes, meds out (I asked her to put them up), recliner, lamp, and a very cute curio cabinet filled with glass birds. (Very pretty)
Said she’s still unpacking, maintneance guys just put her bed together dropped boxes inside and left. She apologized constantly.
Caseworker knocked, came in, got straight to business: “Where’s mom? She’s not living here, correct?” Grandma said no. Then she went to the empty bedroom: “Where’s his stuff? I don’t see a bed, dresser, anything.” She started snapping photos.
In panic I fibbed: “She just moved in. I ordered her a living room set and a bedroom set for (Spidey) they’ll be delivered Saturday. I have all his clothes and toys in the back of my truck. We just got here, haven’t unloaded yet.” (All lies, no order, no truck, we took the car, barely any clothes, just his backpack mom gave me.)
The caseworker heard me, wrote it down, and said, “Ok sounds great so how’s Tuesday at 3 p.m. can we continue the inspection then?” She took one more photo of the empty living room. Grandma chimed in, “yes Tuesday is fine that will give me time to unpack and get moved in.” Grandma then asked, “would she like to see the patio? There’s a playground area just across the courtyard.” Caseworker snapped back, “no need I’ll see you Tuesday afternoon.” As she was leaving she said, “Reverend I trust he (Spidey) will be staying with you until we can finish this inspection?” I replied, “Without a doubt. It was a pleasure meeting you and I look forward to seeing you on Tuesday.”
R.C. looked at me with his mouth wide open in shock and said, “DAD YOU FREAKING LIED LIKE RIGHT TO HER FACE.” Spider-Man danced around singing “liar liar pants on fire.” Not my proudest moment.
I feel terrible about it, especially doing it in front of R.C. I asked God’s forgiveness. I panicked, it was either that or the inspection wouldn’t have ended well. I’m not proud, but I think it saved us in the moment.
Proverbs 12:22
“The Lord detests lying lips, but he delights in people who are trustworthy.” I own the sin. But I also believe God sees the heart and the desperate need to protect this child from the system.
Now I’ve got to make the lie true by Tuesday. I’m pleading with you all, I need urgent help. A few dollars to a few hundred, everything helps. We need a living room set, bedroom set for Spidey (bed, dresser, etc.), clothes, toys, and groceries for grandma.
Any amount is appreciated.
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DM me or comment if you can bless us. Every bit gets this done so the Tuesday re-inspection passes smoothly and Spidey stays with family.
Thank you for standing with me through my diagnosis and now this. Your prayers and support mean everything. We’re trusting God for provision and grace.
Much love,
Moon 🌙 🙏
Family, friends, and warriors
I wanted to share an update on something important I've been handling quietly out of respect for privacy and to protect the child. For almost 2 weeks now, I've had precious little Spider-Man with us. A follower reached out in the middle of the night, begging me to take him indefinitely so he and his mother could escape an abusive situation. They had a case already pending with the state. I picked him up at 2 a.m. that night, and he's been with me and the boys ever since.
I've stayed in close contact with the state caseworker and spoken with grandma multiple times. The goal has always been to get him permanently with grandma (or at least until mom can care for him safely on her own). I stepped up to make sure he wasn't taken by the state, I've heard too many horror stories. Out of respect for the family, I haven't posted details before now so as not to jeopardize anything.
Grandma was in a small studio, which concerned me, but I worked with the apartment complex to switch her to a 2-bedroom. She just started moving in a couple days ago. Moments ago, the caseworker confirmed grandma passed her background check, and they're doing the home walk-through this afternoon.
With everything I'm facing right now after sharing my diagnosis, I'm not in a position to take on another child full-time long-term. I promised my follower I'd help, and I always do everything in my power, spiritually, financially, or whatever is needed, because that's my mission as a minister and pillar in this community. My DMs have been full of prayers and medical advice (thank you all so much, the support has been amazing and I love every one of you), but I'm still walking with God and committed to helping this family.
If any of you have experience with these state home inspections for relative placement, please chime in. What should we look for? What questions do they typically ask grandma? What gets documented, sleeping arrangements, safety, food, utilities, etc.? Any tips to make this a smooth one-and-done so the child isn't at risk? All advice is appreciated.
We're trusting God to keep this family from being split apart. Prayers for the walk-through today and continued healing for me are deeply valued.
Much love and gratitude,
Moon🙏