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My home was not like everyone else’s. It wasn’t the type I imagined it would be.
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Some days felt a little black & white. Not only colorless, bland, and dull – but also stark and clear cut. I spent 16 years as solo mom. After all these years, as I recall those days, the memories are still sometimes kinda black and white. .
Many years ago when I began to speak and write, I saw the memories saturated with rich colors again.
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Now, I type words, sentences, paragraphs, and chapters to minister to other solo parents, one of the things I most love to share is how different our home looks now. The kids all made it! And so did I. God gets all the glory.
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It doesn’t matter what TYPE of home I envisioned. God redeemed everything for His glory! He has made all things beautiful in our home. I have the type of home I am proud to say was once led by a Solo Mom who trusted God with the whole thing.
As for me and my house we will serve the Lord. -Joshua 24:15
