Learning about our genetics is pretty cool. We love to learn about our roots and where our families may have come from or even still do live. It seems to make us understand ourselves more. Years ago, I did one of those genetic tests. I discovered more about my ancestry and why maybe I have certain features. I even learned about ancestry I did not know that I had. It was all pretty fascinating. I will admit, it is cool to see our roots. Though I have never lived, yet alone visited, any of the countries my ancestors come from, it gives me a connection to people connected to me, ones I even never got to meet. Though in my path to self-discovery, I am reminded of something more special than any DNA test could show me; That I am rooted from God’s handiwork. That I am connected to Him always with love. That I am also connected to everyone I meet. We were all created by God and how special it is to be connected to so many people; even those with different DNA than our own. I remember staring at the breakdown of all the countries that my family lines can be traced back to. Even as far as Persia. Though at the end of the day, I know I can look at the Bible and trace my roots from Adam and Eve, through Gods wonderful knitting of me together, through Jesus dying on the cross. When I look around, I see us all, connected and rooted with love. In my quest for self-discovery, I know more now than I did then. I find myself not in my genetics, but who created me, God. In my quest to better find me, I found God’s love.

Erin Fitts-Brower

Psalm 139:13-14 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.