The following was written by Caleb, and he shares his incredible adoption story with us. Thanks for encouraging us all with your story, Caleb!
My name is Caleb Swiatek and I am a 19 year old from the Detroit Metro area. 19 years ago I was adopted by two loving, Christian people. As I reflect on the day that they picked me up from a birthing center in Dearborn, Michigan and the joy that I am in their life, I cannot help but look back and thank God for what He was doing in my biological mother’s life.
Saturday April 6th was really emotional for me. I woke up feeling a little tired and not ready to get out of bed and moving quite yet. So I decided to pick up the letters and pictures from my birth mom. What ensued was a mixture of happiness and sadness; curiosity and anxiety; thankfulness and worry. I was overwhelmed with emotion as I sat there in a pile of pictures reading the hand written letters from 1994, 1995, and 1996. I got about halfway through until I came to a little pink envelope with a picture and a tri-folded bundle of paper inside. I’d like to say that I immediately knew this one was special, but I would be lying because I opened it just like the other ones.
With a little bit of force the bundle came out of the stuffed envelope through the carefully cut top. The three pieces of paper were covered front and back with writing and that’s when it hit me. In this letter, my mom poured out her heart and soul. Admitting that what she did was wrong and valuing the lesson that came from it. She mentioned how she has learned to trust God with everything and that both my half-brother and I were her constant reminders of God’s love. Because here’s the amazing thing about God:
God can take someone’s sin and turn it into joy; He can mend the broken hearts of those who cry out to Him in their darkest hour; He healed the blind, the lame, the deaf, the mute, and the sick; AND He took a baby and placed him into the loving arms of two people who could not have children of their own. See, the beauty is that by the grace of God I am alive right now and not because I wasn’t hit by a car, didn’t get poisoned, or had the strength to make it through, but because one woman 19 years ago believed that I was worth it. No matter where you are, what you’ve done, or who you’ve become God loves you still.
So, yes I’m pro-life and yes I “impose” that on people because you never know who that baby may grow up to become and you never know what impact they will have on your life. Give life a chance. Give a baby a chance to grow into a young man or woman and touch your heart.
P.S. As I sat there reading the letter I cried like a little kid and as I was writing this I cried again. Just saying, I’m glad to be alive.