This summer we finalized our divorce. What a heartbreaking time. I worked very hard all year to make sure our kids still felt like they still had a family. I never in a million years would have wanted to see my children suffer from the break up of their parents. It broke my heart that my children were put in that statistic of a broken home. Our home wasn't broken! It was just different! I have cried out to the Lord so many times to protect their hearts and to give them a security in relationships.
At the end of this summer we faced some news that I will not fully share but it very much was a sign to the children that their dad had moved on. It was a sign to me too! I all of a sudden felt like we were broken... we had fallen into that statistic. My heart broke. Why God would our little family be faced with this! I forever had dreamed of a full functioning family! Not a broken one! To look at my children and see the tears and confusion in their faces was tormenting! The anxiety that overwhelmed me was disabling. For a week I asked God, "why my family!"
By the way.... this week was last week. This is fresh.
This week I still don't have all the answers, but I have peace. We aren't broken. Even though the church would like to look at me like we are, and the man that interviews me tells me that I'm a single mom so that is hard to hire in a Christain atmosphere... God keeps on telling me that in Him we are whole. My kids have a great family. A good one, and a loving one.
My family is unique but whole