But Still, Miraculous

Fearfully and wonderfully made! 

It was a great week to reflect on this truth that we unpacked earlier this week. And trust me I (Mia) have been, maybe because I have taken this entire week to celebrate my birthday which was a few days ago….ok, truth be told the celebration started April 1, no foolin!

Knowing that I am fearfully and wonderfully made is vital to me, because I know how many years I spent not believing this truth and the impact that had on my life and the lives of those around me. So people will have to forgive me for the month-long celebration.

You see, I was knit together by the hand of God in my mother’s womb, but that womb is not the one that raised me. She is the one that sacrificed and gave me up for adoption. She loved me THAT much.

My birthday each year turns my heart to Phyllis, my birth-mother, and all that must have been going on in her life so many years ago that she would be called to do one of the bravest acts of motherhood that I know of…to give up her child.

Because of her sacrifice, my Mom and Dad were able to adopt me, call me their own, love me, teach me, and pour into me for the sake of Jesus. Even though my Mom did not give birth to me, she breathed life into me. She taught me about Jesus, grace, mercy and forgiveness.

I am fearfully and wonderfully made, because when I was made, my frame was not hidden from God. I am precious to Him, my days have been ordained by the Creator and I acknowledge that truth.

Yes, Birthday month is fun, but at the core of the celebration for me is this…. I was given life in the midst of troubling circumstances. And even in that situation, God chose me, ordained me and placed me exactly where He wanted. I celebrate that. I celebrate Life, I celebrate Adoption! I celebrate my birth-mother and I celebrate my Mom and Dad!

I received this poem at my adoption hearing. It expresses so perfectly the truth of My Mom’s love for me!

"Not flesh of my flesh"

Not flesh of my flesh
Nor bone of my bone,
But still miraculously my own.
Never forget for a single minute,
You didn't grow under my heart,
But in it. ~Fleur Conkling Heyliger

You are wonderfully made…..walk like it, talk like it, live like it! You are amazing!

Love you in the Lord, Mia

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