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I truly believe that Jesus had his hand on my life from the moment of my conception. I was the only one out of four children that my bmom had (I'm the 2nd oldest) to be adopted out. I was adopted by wonderful Christian people and have never looked back even once. If possible, and I know that this may certainly sound strange, it is as though God selected my bmom to carry me and care for me in the womb, but selected my parents to be the flesh of my flesh and bone of my bone. It is as though they are my soulmates and we were meant to be together from when time began. Recently, my biofam has located me and I was saddened to hear of the grievous childhoods of my siblings. Why was I the only child blessed to be adopted out? God will only know. . . I have recently since college fallen away from going to church and have often felt distant from the Lord. . and after discovering the background of my family, I'm filled with a certainty that God is closer than ever to me and has had a real and personal hand on my life. I have shed many tears over the past couple of months at the grace that has been shown to me. . . if possible, I love my parents more than ever, I love my life more than ever, I love my husband and my children more than ever. . . I see everything so clearly now! I take a lot less for granted now!
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