I have been thinking about this memory recently, but not in sadness, regret or anger. But in seeing that God was there. I personally believe that knowing that there is something, someone bigger out there – our creator, is completely innate.

God has always been there, and he was always listening. Long before I knew his name. As a child, I was put in foster care at two years old and adopted by age five. Up until five, I was still able to see my mom and still get to have her in my life with my sister and brother. Then, one year, everything changed. My baby brother passed away and shortly after his funeral, my sister and I moved away with new parents, new siblings, and a new state.

I am thankful for my families and don’t mean ill will to any of them. I have healed and forgiven only by Jesus.

As young as I can remember, I would cry and look out the window asking to please see my mama again. That my mom could come get me. I asked and cried please countless times. Not knowing who I was crying out to.

My biological mom did the best she could. She is incredibly strong and soft-hearted only by the grace of God given all that she has been through. All I knew then was how deeply I wanted to be with her again. When days and experiences in my adopted family were hard, I just wanted her more.

Somehow, I always knew that one day we would see each other again. I knew that my cries were heard.

At some point, we did start attending a church as I got older, but I had forgotten about those moments of asking to see my mom again and, to be honest, I am not sure if or when I had stopped asking.

But one day that prayer was brought full circle, and I will never forget the first time I got to hear my mom’s voice again over the phone, or got to see her in person. I met her the October before my high school graduation. At my graduation, I had the honor and blessing of having my biological family in the seats and got to meet my half-sister and my step-dad, who is wonderful to my mom.

The Lord was with me in every tear, he was with me every moment. He has never left me alone in any of the bad things that happened in my life because of the broken parts in other people.

We are all so deeply loved by our creator and I pray that you can go to any wounded parts and find God in those moments.