For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful.
Psalm 139: 13-14
My oldest adopted daughter struggles with self-confidence and is often berating herself with self-deprecating talk. She’s seven and has been with us since birth. It seems odd to me that this is an issue as it is not something she witnesses and she hasn’t had the copious amounts of childhood trauma that can be present in other cases. She is, however, a thinker and is my child that talks most frequently about her birth mother. I believe (and therapy will likely reveal) that she harbors a lot of unprocessed feelings in regard to her adoption even though it took place so early in her life.
She has outbursts and tantrums that turn into full-fledged self attacks. During one she screamed, “Jesus just didn’t make me the right little girl!”. My heart broke in that moment for what she had not yet realized – she was fearfully and wonderfully made by the most perfect Father.
In your foster care or adoption journey, you will come across children who have heartache, trauma and backgrounds that are beyond your imagination. You will come across children that are lost, broken and wholeheartedly believe “Jesus just didn’t make them the right kid”. It’s your job to teach them otherwise.
In Psalm 139: 13-14, we are reminded that God created our inmost being; He knit us together in our mother’s womb and we are fearfully and wonderfully made. We should praise Him because His works are perfect. We are perfect. We are perfect in our imperfections and our brokenness. We are perfect because we were fearfully and wonderfully made by the hands of our Father.
We must combat the lies that these children have heard with the truth of the word. Whether they are with us for a short or long time, we must instill in them the belief that they are not a mistake. They are fearfully and wonderfully made from their inmost being. They are children of the King and His works are perfect. They are perfect.
Today, spend a moment looking at yourself in the mirror and remind yourself that you were knit together by the hands of your father. Compliment the children in your home, or a stranger on the street, and be a beacon to help them embrace their imperfect perfection.