Here is my story, my testimony, my beginning adventure.
The story has been told to me many times, the details engrained in my mind, but I suppose you'd like to hear them all.
First, here are the facts. I was born a girl in China. I was born into laws and traditions that were made long before my time. I was not a boy and therefore I was not as valuable to my parents. When parents age and need care, in China, it is tradition that the son will take care of them not the daughter. There was a one child limit law for families to abide by at the time.
The decision was not mine to make nor was it fully theirs. Nonetheless, after two short weeks of being in my biological mothers arms I was abandoned in the middle of the city for the police to find me. I was left with little more than a note stating my birth date. The police took me to an orphanage where I then stayed for eight months.
Second, here are the miracles that happened both during my time but also long before I even existed. You'll hear me say my parents and I mean my real, adoptive parents. The catalyst was my dad who as a young boy told his mom that when he was older he wanted to adopt a little Chinese girl. I don't know if he had heard someone speak about the laws of China or had heard of all the baby girls abandoned at the time. Either way the desire was placed in his heart long before he met my mom. My parents had met and married and a few years later they wanted to have a family. My mom had a miscarriage that broke their hearts. This is when my dad remembered his dream and gave it a voice once again, then together, my parents made it their ambition. From the time they reached out to the adoption agency to when they held me in their arms took exactly nine months. This always blows me away that the whole process began one month before I was even born! My parents did the paperwork, booked their flights to China and then came to my city of birth. They travelled with other new adoptive parents who were all introduced to their new baby girls, in the same room, at the same time. How exciting!
Third, this isn't all! One more miracle took place when my parents took me back to my new home. Within a short time they found out that they were pregnant with my sister! The date my parents first held me in their arms in China has now become a time we celebrate together as a family: my adoption anniversary. God created my family in a less than conventional way. He opened all the doors for me to be adopted from China, and then blessed our family with my sister and two years later my brother. The doctors had said it was very unlikely that my mom would be able to have biological children after the miscarriage but God had other plans!
Needless to say, the beginning of my existence was not an easy one, it was out of my hands, and I can only say I was kept safe and ended up being loved despite everything because of God. How can I say it was all chance when I see the miracles and desires placed in hearts long before I was born? I believe no one could have orchestrated this story other than one who stood behind the scenes and saw the big picture, a picture that extends across the whole world and throughout time.
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