Everyone has a testimony, and mine is one of beauty and sorrow. It is a story of redemption and healing, one that my biological and adoptive family is a part of.
My sister and I started life part of a home that was shattered and dysfunctional—in Siberia, Russia. Our mother often left my sister and I alone while she went off to feed her many addictions. A social worker was made aware of our situation when she saw that no one was taking care of my sister and I, and they took us into an orphanage.
Early in my childhood, my heart was touched by many things that should have never been a part of my life. Rejection brought about insecurity in myself, always wondering if I was loved.
The Lord’s hand was on my life (and my sister’s) even than, for he brought a new family into my life, who not only adored me but I also adored. We were adopted by a family in America. Unfortunately, I shut doors on the part of my life that I didn’t often want to think about, and because of that I carried it all throughout my childhood and teen years.
I was broken, angry, and independent. I built up all those bad feelings and took it out on the people who loved me most—my family.
But the Lord did not forget me, for he brought a wonderful family (and my wonderful husband) who pointed to the the One True Healer: Jesus Christ. I never knew I could take my wounded heart and lay it at the feet of Jesus. I never knew that I could have an intimate relationship with God.
I never fully understood that I could be completely set free from my sins and forgiven for everything that I have done.
And now, not only do I have a beautiful relationship with my Savior Jesus Christ, but I have let go of my past, embracing redemption in Jesus’ Name!
As I continue throughout my life, I hope to encourage other’s with my story of God’s redemption and grace. I pray I can help women be the best versions of themselves and encourage mother’s who are living hectic crazy lives that peace and joy is just a prayer away! We’re all in this together <3