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When I was 12 years old my mother unexpectedly became a single parent. My dad left a note on the counter and my mother wept as she read it to me.

That was the day I learned what determination was.

My beautiful mother put down that handwritten letter and picked up determination.

A fire burned within her and she carried our family on her single set of shoulders through the years of uncertainty.

She worked all day and went to college at night. That’s when I learned about commitment.

She paid all of the bills and saved for the future. That’s when I learned about discipline.

She got up before the sun and read her bible each morning. That’s when I learned about faith.

She spent every Saturday with her aging parents, visiting and tending to their needs. That’s when I learned about family.

Days became months, months became years and each day she worked to give me all a mother could give. That’s when I learned about perseverance.

She mowed her own grass and hauled off the trash. That’s when I learned about strength.

My mother was a living example of #dohardthings. I will never fully know the sacrifices she made for me. She did what a mother does, she loved me every moment of every day.

I often hear people talk about how disadvantaged children are when they are raised in single-parent homes and I am certain there are some situations where that is true. God’s design is a two parent home and I believe that is the ideal environment.

While God’s design is best, it does not mean that all is lost when humans fail. A mother’s love is not dictated by her marital status.

And as for me, I learned a lot about life by watching my single mother.

Encourage the single mothers and fathers in your life. They need so much prayer and support.

And if you are a single parent, trust God to fill the gaps you’re worried about. The Bible tells us that God is a father to the fatherless, He can do amazing things in a single parent home.

This post originally appeared on Sprinkles In My Closet with Jenn Kish

 

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Jennifer Kish

Jenn Kish is married to her high school sweetheart, Jared and together they are raising six (mostly) precious children. She loves to connect women to one another and most importantly to Jesus.

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