*This post is long, but it’s FIRE! If you don’t have time to read it in its entirety, please read the italicized phrases and the end sections. You will be blessed!*
I’ve been coming to
church for eight years now, and although I’m always faithful to come to
services, I have always struggled with the daily walk. Lately, I’ve really been
trying to be more consistent with daily prayer and Bible reading every single
morning before I check my phone.
The year 2003 is a dead tie (with 2014) for the worst year of my life. At the start of the year, I was a 24-year-old, married mother of two. By mid-June, I was a divorced, weekend parent living in a cheap motel.
All I had to show for my six-year marriage was a couple
trash bags of clothes and a box of personal belongings. Eventually, I acquired
an old station wagon with 300,000 miles on it and I figured it was cheaper to
live in my car- so that’s what I did.
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