May 16: A Day Written By Him

Hey friends, and welcome to my very first blog post!

Lately, God has placed it on my heart to start sharing pieces of my life—my story, my testimony, and the way He continues to move through it all. Starting this blog is a BIG leap of faith for me, but I’m trusting that He’ll use it for His glory. My prayer is that these words touch hearts, encourage others, and remind anyone reading that God is always writing something beautiful. It only feels right that my first blog post reflects the very first chapter of my life, a chapter that began with waiting, but has always been covered in His grace.

Today is my Gotcha Day, and I’m celebrating one of the biggest blessings God has ever given me!
21 years ago, today is the day my family met me, held me, and brought me into their lives. But the truth is, long before that moment, God was already writing my story. From the moment I was knitted together in my mother’s womb, God had a plan. Even in the earliest days, when I didn’t yet know what love was or what my future would hold, He was working. I spent the first two years of my life in an orphanage in China, waiting. Waiting to be seen. Waiting to be chosen. Waiting to belong.

That waiting, as hard as it may sound, wasn’t empty. It was filled with grace. I now see that those two years were part of a bigger plan, a chapter God had written with patience, purpose, and love. My family is amazing. They love deeply, live out their faith boldly, and have shown me what it means to love like Jesus. Being placed into a Christian family, in a town where I’ve been surrounded by strong faith and support, was not a coincidence. Especially coming from a country where Christianity isn’t widely accepted, I see that as nothing short of God’s hand at work. He placed me exactly where I needed to be. Now that I’m older and maybe a little bit wiser, I’ve come to realize something else. There are still days when I feel lost. Days when I wonder about my purpose or feel like I’m just wandering through life. But in those moments, I’ve learned to look back. I remind myself of the good things God has already done in my life. I remind myself that I started this life without a family, without a voice, without a place. And yet here I am, surrounded by love, friendship, and opportunity.

God’s faithfulness has never been a one-time thing. It’s a steady thread woven through every season of my life. I know I wouldn’t be who I am or where I am today without the people He placed around me. People who pointed me closer to Him, encouraged me when I was struggling, and reminded me of who I am and Whose I am. This chapter of my life, the one that began with waiting and wondering, has turned into a chapter marked by grace, growth, and the undeniable evidence that God is real. He is the Author of my story, and He has never let go of the pen.

And it’s a good chapter. Happy Gotcha Day to me. And thank You, Lord, for writing my story with such love.

Love, Kayli