Donna Martin grew up in a tiny, unincorporated East Texas community called Possum Trot.

We came from a very humble beginning, you know, the kind of beginning and that.

If it was coal on the outside, it was coal on the inside.

If it rained in the house, on the outside, it rained on the inside.

But we were never neglected from love.

Martin was one of 21 children born to Martha Lee Grisby, a woman cherished by her entire community.

Every friend that come over to our house as kids and remind me now, we did not know that we would have enough meal, food to feed.

The siblings, it was a kiss, it was there. But she would never turn nobody down.

But Martin's mother died in 1996.

When my mother passed away, about six months after then, I just become so heavily burdened.

I mean, through it all, my mother and I was very close.

After her mother's death, Martin sank deeper into depression.

She couldn't see beyond the anger and pain.

I'm here at the kitchen sink, washing my dishes.

And I felt this heaviness come over me.

And it was so strongly, strong upon me, it was like I couldn't speak.

And just painful, painful, such a heaviness, a weight upon me that I couldn't even express that weight.

It was just my emotions that I was feeling.

And then I began to just look up. And when I looked up, I remember saying, I'm over the sink doing the dishes, but I looked up and all I could say is to the Lord, you the heal me or let me die.

In that moment, Martin felt the Holy Spirit speak to her.

Think of those children who's out there that did not have what you had in a mother.

He says, foster and adopt, give back.

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