2 Thus says the Lord who made you,
who formed you from the womb and will help you
I have always wondered why am I alive on this earth. Especially during difficult times when I’m down on the ground and have nothing. That’s what I thought. As I have come to know God more and his words, I have come to realize that I never had nothing. I am alive, I have a home, a family, friends. I have my life.
Then I am reminded of how I came to be. I am the first born with my mother’s second husband. I know there were a lot of rumors back then. The people in my life now don’t even know that when I was baptized my biological father was named my godfather, and my stepfather was the one who stood as my father for some time. I’ve always seen myself as a mistake, a fluke, an accident that should never have happened until now.
As I was reading the words for the second day, this brought me to tears:
When we were young, at home it was good. But I always felt different because of how people see or treat us for being who we are and how we came to be. There’s always this pinch in my heart, my heart aches for me and my brother. As much as I want to shield him from that, I am not really doing too good in doing that for me. Blessing is, I never saw that he ever minded that, or maybe that’s what he wanted me to see. But the pain is there. I remember when I was little, the time before I even went to school, I always ask God why did He allow us to be born in this situation. I guess that’s the reason I always wanted to be good at something. In my mind, it kind of makes up for the fact that I wasn’t born in a conventional family. But that can only go so far. At some point the question arises again.
But as I get older I have come to understand better. It doesn’t matter where I come from or how I came to be, what should only matter is how I see myself. I remember one time me and my sister went to church, I told her “I am different, people see me differently because I have a different dad than yours”, she said, “what other people think or say doesn’t matter. What matters is that I love you.” That moment I thanked God for giving her as a sister. I wouldn’t want anyone else but her.
Fast forward to today, during our bible study sessions all of those hesitations, questions, pain and sorrow was given a different light. I understand better, all of these is how God intended it to be. Who I am, where I am, and how I am was exactly how Abba wanted. God says,
I am no accident, I am here for a reason, I am here because God wants me to be here. I will be here and try harder to understand and see what His purpose for me is. I am a child of God.