God, I pray for Joe’s kids –
for all the children who have found
a truly wonderful Joseph figure.
Some of them are in foster care,
in amazing transitional home places,
many of which have nurtured
forty or fifty kids.
Some are adopted –
loved and welcomed
with boundless joy and gratitude.
Some have a Joe
social worker, or sponsor,
godfather, coach, parole officer,
teacher, troop or pack leader.
Thank you, God!
It’s an old saying.
Some kid was in a tough place —
and a carpenter picked up a hammer …
and saw. Amen.