It's funny how sometimes when you are talking things come out that you didn't plan. I was at bible
study last night, and we were in small groups. The subject was how we are included in God's family.
One of the scriptures was about how we are adopted into God's family. I myself was adopted as a
newborn many years ago. So I was talking about that, and then it popped out of my mouth.
How when I was two I asked where did I come from, and my well-meaning parents explained then
and there that they couldn't have kids of their own, so they adopted me. Wtf? Who tells a two year
old that they were adopted????? Apparantly the child expert Dr Spock did. WRONG. No two year
old knows how to handle that, no matter what the parents say or how they say it. Sorry, back to the
moment last night.
I started talking about the difference between God's adoption of us and my personal adoption by my
human parents. And then I hear myself say ' They told me they couldn't have kids, so they took
what they could get.' I was totally floored once I heard myself say that. It's no wonder that day
changed everything about my life. I was two years old. And totally devastated. A childhood friend
had told me a few years ago that when we used to play, sometimes I would stop in the middle of it
and say "do you have any idea how it feels to know your own mother didn't even want you?"
I am an adult now. Looking back, I can see how these things have colored my life and my sense of
self. I am actually glad that this came out. I can deal with it now that I know how I really heard that
information I was told so long ago. I am very thankful that I have a relationship with God as I
perceive Him to be. Onward and upward.
Sincerely,
Patricia, Daughter of the King
