At the Moment of my Birth...

At the Moment of my Birth, the Most High, the Creator of All Creation, wrapped me in His Holy Hands.  All ties to my "Blood Relatives" were severed and I belonged to Him and only Him from that point on.

On the afternoon of the seventh day of the seventh month, in 1958, I was born a "bastard".  According to Webster's Dictionary I was..."a "natural" child; a child begotten and born out of wedlock; an illegitimate child; one born of an illicit union."

My birth-Mother Jeannine was an unmarried barmaid.  She was living with her alcoholic Mother raising her Son (my half-brother) who was  just over a year old, whose Father was a married man.  I had a different Father who was also married at the time of my conception, with a pregnant wife and two other children at home.  He ended the affair once he knew I was on the way.

My Heavenly Father immediately wrapped me in His Holy Hands as I took my first breath.  He already knew what was coming for His little six-pound baby girl.

Jeannine refused to hold me after I was born.  She gave me away.  She didn't want me.  She never even looked at me.  Instead, the first bosom I was coddled and cuddled upon, was that of "Dorothy"...a beautiful, brown-skinned nurse from Jamaica.  I was named after "Dorothy" on my original birth certificate since she was the one who welcome me into the World and cared for me during those early hours.  She then had to get me ready to go to the orphanage, where I would lay for six weeks.

During those six weeks, Yahweh worked His Magic!!!  He Divinely Orchestrated the coming together of my Adoption with my "Earthly Parents", Calvin and Ramona Holste!!!!  And they were ready for a Daughter!!!

Calvin had a good job at General Electric, Mona was a loving housewife, they were already married 8 years, had their own house in a nice neighborhood, lots of Nieces and Nephews, yet simply unable to conceive their own Child.  God had been listening to their cries to become Parents for many years.  He knew their hearts were good and pure and capable of giving His newly born Daughter the Unconditional Love she would need in her Life!!!

When the social worked brought me to my new Home (an adorable yellow-brick Cape Cod house),  I was wearing a light yellow dress with little ruffled matching panties (which I still have after 53 years).  At that moment, I became the answer to their Prayers...and I became a "Daughter"...no longer a "bastard".

All Praise, Glory and Gratitude to my Heavenly Father, who wrapped me in His Holy Hands and carried me to my Parents that day!!!  Wopila Tunkasila!!!  (thank you Grandfather!!!!)

In His Holy Hands I remain...