For Single Moms: Modeling Patience and Forgiveness to Your Children

While I was driving my son to school, he informed me of a homework assignment that should have been done the previous night. Jeremy is in the third grade and hates it, particularly math. If I ask him what he did during the day his answer is, “I don’t know.” I would have better luck winning fifty million dollars in a lottery than pulling any sort of school related information out of him.

The incomplete assignment was a math assignment, of course. When I asked why he didn’t tell me about the homework, his response was, “I forgot.” Immediately, I lost my cool and raised my voice, even said harsh words about his irresponsibility.

Single Moms Modeling Forgiveness and Patience to Your Children

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How Rape Led Me to Jesus

God do you care? God were you there?

Were you there when her world fell apart?
When he took her identity?
When he took her hope and threw it on the ground?
How did you let that happen?
Why didn’t you stop it?
This little girl.
The child you adore.
The one you made in your image. Remember her?
Remember the promises you gave her?
To protect her.
Did you forget about her?

Then she looked in the mirror.
Broken.
Hurting.
Empty.
Garbage.
Used.
Abused.
Trash.
That’s what she saw.

But God, he saw something else.
He hadn’t forgotten his daughter.
His child.
His Princess.
In God’s eyes, she was as beautiful as ever before.

That night, God whispered into her ear, that he was there.
He had been there the whole time.
He held her hand.
He comforted her heart.
He cried.
He paced.
He was angry. Furious.
His heart broke as he watched his little girl hurt from the sin of the world.

God’s precious daughters, don’t lose hope.
God was there with you and with you he will always be.

How Rape Led Me to Jesus

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Strategies to Help You Overcome the Comparison Game

I grew up in a family that loved to play board games together. Every year we would all anticipate a new board game under the Christmas tree. The times of playing together as a family were always fun. There was sure to be laughter in learning the rules of a new game and excitement in playing it. My mother almost always won.

However, there is one particular game I learned to play as a very young girl. It is one I continue to play today. It isn’t enjoyable. It isn’t exciting. And I never win. No one wins at this game.

Welcome to ‘The Comparison Game”.

Strategies to Help You Overcome the Comparison Game

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A Prayer for the Childless on Mother’s Day

My lifetime has not been childless. I was only without a child for a season, even though I didn’t know at the time that it would only be for a season. So I don’t write this prayer with any sense of truly knowing what’s it’s like to never have a biological or adoptive child. I write this prayer out of my own past memories on Mother’s Day and the feelings I felt. I write this prayer because my heart aches for those of you who do not have children, for whatever reason, and who desperately want them. This is the prayer I’m praying for you.

A Prayer for the Childless on Mother's Day

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