Bethany Christian Services - Lifelines Fall 2016 Issue

There is POWER in telling your story. Every story matters.

I'm so honored and privileged to be able to share my story in the national magazine for Bethany Christian Services. This is the adoption agency that forever changed my life and brought the gift of parenthood to my parents. I'm forever grateful for this adoption agency and bringing me two of the best parents a child could ever have asked for.

To read more on the story please visit: Bethany Christian Services - Lifelong

The Journey Into The Unknown

UNKNOWN - adjective un·known \-ˈnōn\

What’s your father’s medical history? What’s your mother’s medical history? Every time I go to a doctor’s visit, dental appointment, or an eye doctor checkup, the paperwork always asks about family medical history. Mine is always left blank.

For my entire life span, the history of my biological heritage is left unknown. UNKNOWN of any family diseases, UNKNOWN of any inherited sickness, UNKNOWN of any family lineage, UNKNOWN of my true DNA.

Today is a big day of stepping out into faith.  23andMe is a DNA test that gives you 35+ reports for inherited conditions (Cystic Fibrosis, Sickle Cell Anemia, Hereditary Hearing Loss, etc.), 3 reports on family history (Ancestry Composition, Maternal & Paternal Lineage, Neanderthal), 5+ reports on wellness (Diet, Alcohol Flush Reaction, Deep Sleep, Caffeine Consumption, Lactose Intolerance, Muscle Composition, Sleep Movement), and 19+ reports on traits what makes you unique, from food preferences to physical features (Hair Loss, Sweet vs. Salty, Unibrow).

My birth certificate is left blank in every area of family lineage history. Being abandoned and left at that clinic outside of Seoul, South Korea, I can’t help but wonder at the possibilities of the unknown. Could I have biological siblings in the world? Could I come from a lineage of mixed races? Could I potentially have inherited wellness conditions to plan for? The past is UNKNOWN.

Although, financially the test is expensive and my funds are limited, I felt like the leap of faith would reap future rewards. So today, I fronted the $199 fee for the DNA test, and entered into the first day of a 12-week waiting process of finding answers to the UNKNOWN. I believe God will provide both financially and emotionally through this journey.

As I begin to embark on this journey of discovering my past, I am going into with realistic expectations. There are so many what if’s that my mind can’t but help wander. But I must go into this process by keeping my intentions are simple. Simply find out more than I know now.  This journey could minimally or drastically change my future,

I’m excited about this journey and hope that everyone can follow, pray, and encourage me throughout this process of UNKNOWN. Here we Go!

Love Always Remains

Baseball is one of the greatest memories I have of my childhood with my dad. It brought plenty of joy, laughter, fun, learning curves, anger and many disagreements. Baseball was more than a sport in my family. It was a place were my family grew together, every Summer, we could be found together at the baseball field until the night time stars illuminated the sky, and then reconvened around our kitchen table for late night dinner.

Baseball brought my family together.  No matter what stage of life I was in, no matter what mountain I was facing, I always knew I could find comfort in talking with my dad about baseball.

There’s no doubt, we had our challenging times of head on collisions, but in the end baseball was just a game. It really wasn’t ever about the game. It was about the time we spent together as a family. We learned about each other, we grew together, we traveled together, we protected each other, we challenged each other in different ways, and we fought together.  But we were together.

Love Always Remains.

This post was inspired by the random act of kindness from a complete stranger named Thomas. I received an over-sized envelope in the mail to my church office the other day. I opened the envelope to find a hand written note and an original 1991 Chicago White Sox yearbook (see photo above). Thomas had recently read an article written on my Valentine’s Day adoption story in the OC Register (see link on media & resource page). He was moved by the story and saw how much baseball was apart of my life. After reading how the Chicago White Sox were the team my dad raised me up to support, he decided to send me the yearbook as a reminder of all of the wonderful memories and time I was able to share with my dad.

Just over a week ago, I preached on how we reach our neighbors through love, compassion and mercy. Never in my wildest dreams, would I have thought, I would be at the receiving end of my own sermon. My sermon was based on putting Love into Action, stepping over your barriers that hold you back on an everyday basis of showing intentional compassion, mercy, and love towards others.

This simple act of intentional love puts in perspective how often we go through our daily, routine based, busy lives with blinders on. We forget that in our lives, the ones around us matter the most. If we neglect to take a moment and look around, we potentially miss the purpose and journey that is waiting for us to embark on. Everyday God gives us the opportunity to show someone love, but we just have to be willing to ACT.

Thank you Thomas for reminding me how to simply step into putting Love and compassion into action.

If people in our neighborhoods, workplaces, and cities took Love and put it into Action, what would the environment we lived in look like? How can you put Love into Action?