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I would be lying if I said my relationship with God hasn't suffered some in recent months. I've gone through a time of questioning Him, doubting Him, second guessing Him, and just flat out feeling as though He had let me down. Back in April, when I found out I was not returning to Trinity, I decided I was going to step out of my box when it came to prayer. I've never prayed specifically for things before, very specific things. I always believed that God had blessed me beyond all I deserved and I didn't have the right to ask Him for specific things I wanted and not necessarily needed. This time, though, I was going to try praying for 3 very specific things when it came to my next job: 1) working with kids 2) being able to take Maggie with me 3) health insurance Were they a bit of a stretch? Yes, I believed so, especially #2, but I believed God would answer my prayers. I even remember talking with a friend this summer about those requests and she said something abo

A few days ago, I had a revelation. One of those moments when my brain shouts, "Exactly!" Since I was a small child, I have had this ache in my heart as a result of growing up without a mom. It hurt then and it hurts now...the ache so intense at times that it still takes my breath away. So many times I have asked myself why it has bothered me so much, especially now as I'm 31 and a lifetime away from that little girl whose mom walked out. Now, completely out of the blue, it seems I've found the answer. I was reading a magazine article about Jeff Foxworthy and the mission work he has done overseas. His desire to help others who are less fortunate in other countries comes out of a deep hurt he carries over his father leaving his family when he was a child. He says, "When a parent leaves, you always have the feeling something was more important than you." That was it. My 'A-ha!' moment. I grew up believing, knowing , that someone or something was mo