Reflecting back over my life I can say that I am tremendously grateful for everything, the good and not so good. I am forty-three today and more grateful than ever that I am still alive. I was born on an island called Formosa, meaning Beautiful Island, in the Pacific. Today, people call it Taiwan. When I was born, my birth parents made a sacrifice and gave me up for adoption. It was thought that baby girls were expendable back then, so the government was taking us and shipping us to Mainland China to grow up and work in Chinese work camps. My birth parents decided to leave me at an adoption agency with hopes that American parents would adopt me.
Little did I know that before I was ever thought about on Earth, when my mom was thirteen years old, had a dream of adopting a Chinese baby girl. As she grew into an adult, she married my Dad. They could not have biological children so they searched and found the very adoption agency where I would be placed. They put their names on the waiting list. Three and a half years later, while stationed at an Air Force base in Taipei, Taiwan, my mom received a phone call. There were about thirty babies to choose from and they were invited to come “pick one out.” My parents prayed about which one they should “choose.” When they arrived, I was the only one screaming! (My mom says I haven’t shut up since!) But she knew that I was the one they were to take home.
I have asked her numerous times, “Mom, how did you know which one was me?” She lovingly and laughingly answers, “Well, it was tricky, because you all looked alike!” We were all wrapped in swaddling. The only thing showing was our tiny faces.
Growing up in America was tough because back then it wasn’t “cool” to adopt outside your ethnicity. But knowing I was different and knowing that I was thousands of miles away from my origin, deep down I knew I was sent here for a purpose. God doesn’t deliver me OUT of someplace not to deliver me TO someplace else…
Overcoming racism, bullying, and other childhood and youth issues; overcoming financial crises, persevering through marital turmoil, and surviving life threatening and terminal prognoses, I can say that God has had His hand on my life since at least fourteen years before birth. He had my very life planned out. Knowing that my Heavenly Father knows best and has already written my story into His, enables me to trust and have peace that surpasses human understanding. Nothing I have gone through has surprised Him and my responses to my circumstances haven’t surprised Him either. He has turned my trials into triumphs and tests into testimonies of His love and mercy. I am a trophy of His grace. I pray that my life exhibits His love, His light, and His miracles.
God had a plan and purpose for me before I was born and He has one for you.
Jeremiah 29:11 For I know the plans I have for you declares the Lord “Plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”