Our time and God's time definitely have different limits
| I found some of my birth family, I finally took a DNA test and found out who they were. All these years wondering who they were and possibly wanting to meet my birth siblings. My birth parents weren't married to each other and both had families of their own at least that's what the nonidentifying information said.
It was the sixties and maybe they met in the small Diner in town and he flirted with her and they had a fling. He was in the military and was going to war. it was the time around the Vietnam war and maybe it was a last-ditch effort against feeling fear. Fear of not coming home from war or fear of losing that time. I also have thought maybe it wasn't a good situation either, maybe my birth father had taken advantage of my birth mother. Abortions were still illegal and it would have been against her religion if she was a Catholic. I am hoping not because when asked my birth brother said he was told his father had a daughter out there and another son. Now I have some answers but still have many more questions.
It's also wonderful because I prayed that God would help me and within a week I had many answers. It's amazing when you take the test you never know who will be matched or even if there will be one. Normally one would expect to find only their heritage but nothing more. It seems in my case I have a big family. A lot of the matches came up as distant cousins, and yes some may not be related because they are low comparison.