The Storm Will Pass

It’s so easy to feel like a failure because your life now is such a mess - or so you think. You look at the children that you have to look out for and you feel as though you're unable to handle it, your inadequacies are so obvious (to you) and seem to mock you. If care is not taken, you're just about ready to throw in the towel

You try and you succeed in solving one major problem. Just when you're about to pat yourself on the back for a job well done, you get a text or a call regarding that other thing that needs solving urgently. The sunny sky, the birds singing, the beautiful faces, the amazing landscape - even your laughter, disappears.

I don't know why, but the issues single mothers face is always quite heavy. Maybe because in God's original plan for the family, He intended that burdens be shared between two shoulders. That's not to say that our family isn't a part of God's plan - we're the Special Family Unit (SFU). Back to what I was trying to say; as a single mother, you have the landlord on your case. Then your children's school sends you a letter informing you that they intend to enforce the policy on unpaid fees on you, after two terms of being understanding. As if that's not enough to fry your hair, there's the light bill - you've paid but they lost your receipt. So neither you nor them have proof of payment and you're expected to pay twenty thousand plus for three months of erratic power supply. And how can I forget? Your baby wants cereal, not beans for breakfast...it goes on and on and on....WILL IT EVER END?!?

Yes it will. Nothing in this life is built to last except the Word of God. Storms come and pass, winter gives way to spring and childhood evolves into adulthood. There was a time, at the start of this journey that I cried at everything - if Avi cried, I cried. If she laughed, I cried. If there was nothing to cry about, I cried. Today, I'm a determined business woman, looking for ways to tie each end to the other. If you just started on this journey of single motherhood, I promise you, it will get better. Not to belittle your loss, even the pain of death will fade.

The rent will get paid, the fees sorted, your baby/babies will eat what you give them (and with joy!) And this too, shall  l pass away. Remember, the nights of crying your eyes out give way to days of laughter – Psalm 30:5b (MSG)