Our biological mother, who was only fifteen, had given up on being a mother. I was a broken-hearted little girl, missing both my sister and my mother. After a year in foster care, I was adopted into a family of six. Now I had new friends, a new family, and a new name. God had given me a new start.
For surely I know the plans I have for you, says the Lord, plans for your welfare and not for harm, to give you a future with hope.
Jeremiah 29:11 (NRSV)
Eleven years later, I am still with my foster parents. I attend a cost-free, private residential school and home for children from lower income families. My birth mom is married now and has another child. Every now and then, I thank God for giving both of us a second chance at life. Looking back, I can see that God has a plan and is in control of my destiny.
JOURNAL: Write about your family, whether or not you all live under the same roof. Give thanks for the ways God is working your lives.