"Way maker, miracle worker, promise keeper, light in the darkness... my God, that is who You are." Those lyrics depict my life as single mom when my girls where children living at home. I struggled raising my children, and I struggled hard. Struggling was not a choice I made; it was a reality of a single mom working long hours on low wages. As very young children I do not believe my girls realized the struggles their mom had, but as teenagers I know the reality was front faced for them both. Seeing what some of their peers had versus what they may have lacked in material things broke this mama's heart time and time again. I know material possessions are not the end all be all of life, however for a teenager it can be in their world. And it caused some resentment in my home. Teenage years are tough. Not only for the parent but for the teenager trying to find their way and their purpose in life. There were times, I believed I had failed my children. And I probably d