{#TellHisStory} Fearfully, wonderfully made

By Jenn Hall King Photography

She tans well and has always had dark hair. It’s lightened up some, making it closer to her birth mom’s hair color. When she was younger, the cleaner her hair was, the curlier it was. On a rainy day or when she sweated, the strands would become spirals.

For a momma who has always had straight hair that won’t hold curl and doesn’t seem to want to grow long, I especially loved my girl’s wavy, long brown hair.

She’s a kindergartner now. Her hair is straighter. And we’ve {mostly} grown out those bangs I cut to keep hair out of her eyes when she was a toddler.

She’s learned that if she sleeps with her hair braided, it’s curly {think 1985 crimp …} the next morning. So I’ve helped her with that a couple times recently. She has opinions about whether her is down or up, in a pony tail or pulled back with a headband. She usually wants to wear it down and I insist on a small, side ponytail to keep those almost-grown bangs out of her eyes.

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, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be. {Psalm 139:13-16}

God knew. God knew when I cried out to him for a baby that my girl would have this story. God knew he was going to make us a family through adoption. God knew her brown eyes and wavy-turned-straight hair. God created this. He created us. He created her. He created every eye lash and every hair that can be braided. And they are indeed wonderful.