The idea that God has a plan for our lives has never been made clearer to me than in my own life's testimony.
The fact that I was even born is a gift from God. I was adopted, and I was adopted at a time in our country's history when abortion had just been made legal. My parents have always told me I am an answer to their prayers. They deperately wanted a child, and after numerous heartbreaks due to miscarriages and 2 premature baby's deaths I was adopted by them.
The heartbreak was not over for them. When I turned three months-old, my Mother, who is a nurse, noticed something was wrong. My development was not progressing normally. When she pursued an answer to the question "Why?" It was discovered that the results to my newborn screening for PKU had come back positive, and the results had been misplaced in an attorney's office during the filing of adoption paperwork.
My parents were devestated. The child they had waited so long for may not go on with a normal life. I had not been on the special PKU diet needed to prevent mental retardation for 3 months so no one knew if any damage had been done. My parents were given the option to cancel the adoption, but they said no. God's guiding hand lead my parents to care for me so well on this diet that I am perfectly normal with no side effects from my time off diet.
"Praise God" He placed me with them. The if's are so scarey: If He hadn't placed me with them, would I have ever discovered the PKU? Would it have been too late? Would another family have been as successful at keeping me on diet? If Mom and Dad's premature babies had lived would they have been looking to adopt at the time I was born?
It was God's plan for my life and proof positive that while I can see, but the road before me God can see the whole way, and he will care for us every inch of that way.
When I see the hurdles I have overcome, by the grace of God, I see it is, but for him that I live.
I was raised in a religious family. My Grandfather, the patriarch of our family, is an Episcopal Priest. The fact that we can look at our lives and see God in them so clearly is the blessing God sent us through my Grandfather. God gave my Grandfather the wisdom and faith to plant in us (his family) an unwavering faith in Christ.
I have a family of my own now, and I look on the way my Grandfather shared his faith with us, and strive to do the same for my son, Caleb, and my husband, Brian. Again through prayer and with God's grace I too will give Brian and Caleb the flower of unwavering faith in Christ. "Praise be to God! " |
