SEALED: A Past Sealed In Documents A Future Sealed In Christ

By Kelli Taylor

SEALED is a candid look at one girl's life story of walking out of adoption trauma and allowing God to restore all the broken pieces in her life. Her past may be sealed up tight in documents and locked away , but her future is now sealed in Christ and she knows who she is even if she never knows anything about where she came from or the people that put her here.

• Language: English
• Publisher: BookBaby
• Release date: Nov 30, 2019
• ISBN: 9781543999112

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S.E.A.L.E.D

PREFACE

Today is September 29, 2018. This is the day I decided I will be obedient to God and write the book that He started calling me to write so many months-maybe years ago. God so lovingly gave me the title Sealed while I was casually washing dishes and praying about these very words and arguing with God about this very thing. God promises us that HE will help us finish what HE calls us to start, but HE never promises it will be easy. HE is faithful in hard times, and HE will be faithful in the comforting of me in writing and sharing my story. I pray this story allows you to know that you are not alone in your pain and brokenness. understanding it is real. Even if you don’t know where it is coming from. I pray this book blesses you to the innermost parts of the broken places that need light. You see? God didn’t create us to be broken. He made us in HIS image, but due to a fallen sinful world, pain exists. Thankfully, Jesus is the sealer of our future if we trust HIM. HE paid the ultimate price to buy our sin debt. So, I pray and truly hope that this book can help you understand what broken places you need Jesus to heal and seal up in HIS love and salvation.

I pray right now for the one reading this that this will help open the doors to healing in your life. Or help you understand someone who is in pain due to rejection or abandonment. I pray that you are willing to listen to the Holy Spirit as HE guides you through my journey and this book. My greatest joy would be for my pain and failures to ONLY bring praise to the KING that created a way for us to overcome them. Jesus is the only way to Heaven, but HE is also the only way to true healing here on earth. By HIS stripes we are healed. (Isaiah 53:5)

NAMELESS

Psalms 139:13-15 NIV

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.

The month is nearing October 2018. I need to be honest and totally transparent with you. The month of October always has been a dreaded month for me, even though it’s so much better than it was. I know God is working on my broken places in this, but the journey has been hard. Actually, hard really does not even begin to describe it. It has been extremely painful and, at times, something I felt like I could not handle dealing with any longer.

I have disliked the month of October- maybe forever and certainly have despised it every year of my adult life. As a child, I knew there was a missing link to it, but I didn’t know what was causing the issue. I just knew it was something. It was something I couldn’t describe or voice and something that I felt nobody understood. Something I secretly held onto as a hole inside of me that nothing could ever fill. No matter how in later years I tried to.

I have always secretly hated the month of October. Not strongly disliked. HATED! I don’t use that word loosely. If I were going to try to describe it, it would be that feeling you get when you need to cry but can’t or that feeling when you can’t stop! But, when people ask you what is wrong, you just cannot tell them. Because you really don’t know. It is terrible!

I always felt disconnected from myself and any joy. Even when I tried in utter desperation to enjoy it. To seek out any possible way to more than just survive it, I failed. Even throwing my own birthday party at age twenty -nine to TRY and change my feelings on that day. To create my own memories and happiness. It didn’t work. As a child, it always felt like a huge let down. It was not that I did not enjoy the party or the gifts. It just felt like we were celebrating something that was a complete mystery. So, what exactly are we celebrating? I did not realize it at the time, but the enemy was after me from the beginning to sabotage any and all parts of this month for me.

The name of the door that opened me up to this pain is and was REJECTION, the necessary emotional disconnection in the womb by my birth mother. I have researched in later years about this, and I am very thankful to know where this