I am one blessed woman! More has been uncovered about my family’s history than I ever dreamed possible. But, isn’t that like God to prove he can and does give beyond our wildest imaginations?
Tribe of Dan
Before Bob and I left on a trip for Israel, my dear birth cousin, Sharon, (an incredible genealogist) told me that our family originated with the Tribe of Dan. Surely, she told me this before but it didn’t register. It wasn’t time for me to awaken to new adoption discoveries.
So, while in Israel, guess what my focus was?
You guessed it–my family’s birth history.
Through an incredible series of events that would take a book, God made it clear to me that I have Jewish roots, coming from my grandmother’s side.
Putting the Pieces Together
I’ll just tell you one thing, okay? On the day our group was to enter Jerusalem, the streets and highways were so crowded that our tour guide, Tito, decided to take us to the grave site of President Ben Hurion, the first Prime Minister of Israel. While listening to him describe different Jewish names, he said that “green” is a common prefix. Because of all the history my cousin had given me, I knew that my grandmother’s maiden name was “Greenless.”
Like a child, I got so excited when putting these pieces of the puzzle together. Tito confirmed that it has to come from the grandmother’s side to be authentic.
So, I am Jewish! What a wonderful discovery for this adoptee’s human identity. This is only one of the many things God has shown me in the last couple of years.
I believe it SO exciting to be an adopted person!