I didn't want him, then I gave him a chance. It was a pregnancy that began badly. My heart wasn't ready. I decided he should be put up for adoption so he wouldn't grow up knowing my rejection. Then, I said a simple prayer asking God to bring him parents. Not only would I discover God had picked his parents FIVE YEARS  before I prayed, before I'd conceived, but he'd also told them his name. I would learn much more. God was not mad at me, he wanted to provide for this baby and also to take care of me. Even though I hadn't asked much for myself, God proved that he really does give exceedingly and abundantly above all that we ask.