02/11/2026
She came in quietly, wrapped in a story far heavier than her tiny body should ever have to carry. A little girl, new to this world, already walking a road marked by loss and uncertainty. Foster care. A birth mother battling addiction. A future that once again depended on the love of strangers. And beneath all of that, the unspoken ache because of her skin color, she had not been chosen. When the staff member took her into her arms, time seemed to slow. The room faded and suddenly, this wasn’t just another baby. This was a mirror, because 23 years earlier, she had been that baby.
Held for the first time by someone who didn’t know her name yet. Entering foster care because her birth mother could not care for her due to drug use. Unwanted by some simply because of the color of her skin. A life that began with questions instead of certainty. And there it was- the unmistakable, holy weight of recognition. God had placed a baby in her hands who carried the same beginning and that was not by accident.
In that moment, God whispered without words: “See how I redeem? See how I remember? See how no pain is wasted?”
What the enemy meant for rejection, God turned into purpose. What began in abandonment, God covered in unconditional love. What looked like loss, God rewrote as legacy. Twenty-three years ago, this staff member was the baby someone prayed over. Today, she was the one doing the holding. That is the goodness of God.
He does not rush our healing, but He completes it. He does not erase the hard beginnings, but He redeems them so fully that one day, they become ministry. He takes the deepest wounds and transforms them into places where His love flows freely to others.
This baby may not know it yet, but she was held by living proof that God finishes what He starts. Proof that being unwanted does not mean being unloved. Proof that foster care is not the end of the story. Proof that skin color never determines worth. Proof that God’s love is fierce, intentional, and personal.
In the quiet, God did what only He can do- He connected generations, redeemed pain, and wrapped two stories in a love that never fails, a love that heals, a love that restores, and a love that was never absent. God is kind, God is intentional, and God is faithful beyond measure.
And sometimes, He reveals His faithfulness by placing our story back into our arms. Not as it was, but as it was always meant to become, and reminding us that nothing was ever wasted. ❤️
