Single Mom Running on Faith

Dear single mama,

I know everything in you feels like you can’t anymore. You’re pulled in 100 different directions a day. You feel alone. You feel and see the lack of so many things. Dying to be restored and refreshed. The more you try, the more things fall apart. You do everything by yourself. Everything is on your shoulders. With no sympathy from family. No encouragement, but instead being belittled. Like you’re supposed to do it all and be okay. It feels like you don’t have anyone in your corner. You do everything by yourself anyway, what’s the point. All you have is me. All you need is me. I’m why you’ve got this far. I’m the only good in the whole world. Everything else is imperfect and will hurt you. The sooner you realize that, the better. I’m the one who took you out of the black hole. I’m the one who put you on your feet. I’m the one who saved you. Im the one who created you. Why go to anyone else or handle it yourself when it ends in unmet expectations. Take comfort in, this is not your home. Your forever place. There’s hurt and evil and wrong and it will be like that until I take you home. Rest is all you can do. Deep breaths and try to take it a day at a time.

If you made it this far, I got the okay to publish my devotional “Dear Single Mama.”

The Lord has been good, but that doesn’t mean depression doesn’t last. I’m not on here to fake it till I make it. Christians go through hell. Even more hell than nonbelievers. But they are the ones who also get to stand on the highest mountain tops. I believe there are seasons of dark deep valleys, that’s life. And I will stand with you in them. Especially with my single moms. I wish the world knew. I’m rooting for us always.

Talk soon
xx

Nobody told me I would be too tired to read you books before bed.
Nobody told me my toddler would be the one patting me on the back asking me, “what’s wrong?” when I’m overwhelmed.
Nobody told me I would have little to no patience when I get home from work.
Nobody told me I was miss my alone time more than ever to have some peace and quiet.
Nobody told me most days we would be barely surviving trying to get by.
Nobody told me I would lose my mind doing everything by myself.

Don’t get me wrong. I am grateful for my blessings. Grateful for how God has even gotten me here. I look back and don’t know how. Three years living this lifestyle by myself.

I salute single parents and all that you do. I’m so sorry we don’t get the recognition that we deserve. That our lives are supposed to be doable and enjoyable. The journey is unbearable and our guilt eats us alive.

We are doing the best we can. I really am rooting for us. You have a friend in me. This too shall pass.

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I don’t know what it is. I don’t know why I feel this way.

I know I’m tired. I know I’m exhausted.

I know I’m ready for something to change.

I know I’m waiting for some miracle breakthrough in my life to make it better.

What if yourself is the breakthrough.

What if God is the breakthrough.

What if faith and trust is the breakthrough.

What if you weren’t actually waiting for something for once.

What if you were at peace, being completely uncomfortable in whatever season you’re in.

What if you weren’t itching to get out of Gods purpose.

What if you sat in it? What if you thanked God for it?

Nothing is the end of the world.

You wouldn’t be walking through it if God didn’t have a plan for it.

I want you to rise up. Suck it up. Get used to being uncomfortable.

Do another day just like a million times before. This time walk like you know where you are supposed to be.

He’s there. He’s always been there. Look at what He’s done. He’s taking you to another level.

Are you ready to rise to the occasion?

Our Savior is calling and needs us to pick up our cross and follow Him.

Don’t you tell me He can’t do it.

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