I was asked by my church to sum up my testimony in 15 seconds or less , sharing where I would be without God’s grace. At first I thought it would be difficult to come up with something to say that would sum up a very lengthy and disorganized story. But as soon as the camera was pointed at me, as I readied to record my 15 second video, the words came quickly and I knew just how to share my story in less then 15 seconds.
Being adopted at the age of twelve, I struggled with my identity growing up. For a while, I felt like I didn’t truly ‘belong’ to someone. I didn’t feel ‘normal’ because I didn’t have the traditional family with a Mother, Father, and two sets of Grandparents. I always questioned who I was, what my purpose was, and what my actually identity was.
When you are given a new name after being adopted, your original birth certificate and original social security no longer have a purpose. You are given a new one with your new name as if you were ‘reborn.’ The old could easily be destroyed and thrown away because they no longer serve a purpose. As long as you live, you will never need those documents again. They are no longer part of your identity. Your new, adopted name becomes your new identity. However, this new identity wasn’t enough for me. I still felt lonely, undeserving, and aimless. That was until I learned that I had another Father, and I was His daughter and His little princess. Now that I have discovered who He is, I also understand that I have a new identity in Him. I now have meaning. I now have purpose. I now have a new name.
Now, of course, these feelings didn’t come rushing over me instantly. It took time for me to realize who I was in the eyes of The King. As I surrounded myself with ladies within my church, immersed with their love and kindness, I began to feel like I was ‘adopted’ into God’s family. Being a part of this family is like nothing I have ever experienced. I am wanted. I am needed. I am liked. I am loved. God used so many people to remind me that He was here for me. He used women within the church to tell me that I was HIS DAUGHTER. I was HIS precious little girl. He wants me. He loves me. And He gives me a family to call mine.
Over and over again, God reveals Himself to me. Through big and small, He has His ways of telling me that my Father, my Daddy, is here.
I love you Dad…..I love you and I thank you. Your grace IS enough.
Thank you so much for reading.