A few days ago I received a very unexpected telephone call. One of the best kind possible.

My father called me in the middle of the day from work to tell me that he had been contacted by the adoption agency I was adopted through. As you can imagine, with my adoption being 19 years ago this is not a normal circumstance. He had given them my email address because they wanted to contact me.

My birth mother wrote me a letter and wished to send it to me. I had to give the agency permission to send it to me.

Bam.

Of course I wanted the letter. It just came as such a shock. I had not been expecting this. I had thought I would try to find her. I definitely wanted to find her and my birth sisters some day. But I did not know if this would be possible or if they would even be interested in meeting me. What a jolt to the heart.

Her letter was sweet. I cried (imagine that). She has thought about me every day since she gave birth to me and had worried that I was healthy and well taken care of. She carried the pictures my parents sent her everywhere and she PRAYED for me always. Yes, my birth family has found the Lord in the country of South Korea! Praise God!

She wishes to meet me. The family is working hard so they will not be ashamed when they meet me. They are working hard for ME!

She does not regret giving me up as the circumstances would not have allowed her to provide for me very well. (my birth father died in a car accident a few months before I was born) But she is sad that she had to.

She loves me. She always has. And she misses me.

I never knew I had a gap in my life. I thought I was different than all the other adopted children out there. I thought that sure I wanted to meet my birth family someday but it wouldn't be the end of the world if I didn't.

Now that she has contacted me and I have a little more information about who she really is, I feel as though I must meet her.

Does she look like me? Do my birth sisters have the same mannerisms as me? Do they have all the "imperfections" that are a part of me that I could never place with my family now? Do I have characteristics of my birth father who I will never meet? Perhaps was he a Christian before he passed away? Will I meet him someday in heaven?

I do not know when I will be able to meet her, but I long for that day. With the payments for my last year of college and also with a wedding in a few short months (no longer a year, but months away!), funds are running a little low. Now would not be the time to make a trip to Korea. My parents would want to go with me and Matt definitely would as well. Four plane tickets to Korea and money to stay and do some tourism of course. Plus gifts for my birth family and money to take them out. It will all add up. Maybe in a few years it will be a possibility. Hopefully before that.

Until then. I can only figure out what I am to say to this woman I have such strong ties to but whom I've never truly met.

It's so hard to explain what I am feeling. It's a great feeling of joy. Unlike any I've ever experienced. It brings along a feeling of belonging and contentment as well.

God is good. He has brought my birth family to me and He has saved them for eternity.

Hallelujah!