More Than Enough

As a child, I always wanted a sister. I grew up with not one, not two, but three brothers who spent most of our childhood torturing me, as brothers do. So sometimes I felt alone and knew that if I had a sister, I would have an ally. My mom filled the void to a certain extent. And if I told on my brothers, like music to my ears, she would yell for them to sit their a$$’s down before she knocked them down! :) Mae Frances didn’t play! Despite the hard talk, and sometimes heavy hand, my mom was very loving. I remember the times that we spent reading, shopping, or just hanging out watching TV. She did what she could to be the sister that I didn’t have. I still really wanted one though.

In my pre-teen and teen years, I found that most of my friends had a sister. And even if they got mad at their sister from time to time, they were still sisters and nothing could break the bond. I so envied that. In some instances I recall wanting a friend to like me more than they liked their sister. By my college years, I was no longer envious and I made a few friends that are still dear to me to this day.

I kept my handful of friends and had the unconditional love of my mom and felt satisfied, until my mom died. This was the lowest point in my life. A year and four months later, my dad died. I spiraled out of control trying to fill the void left and found that no amount of food, sex, toxic relationships and friendships, or alcohol and drugs was enough. After a few years, I figured it out and went through my “getting myself together” phase. I got rid of some bad habits and relationships and began to know the love of Christ and peace. I still really wanted my mom and dad back though.

Fast forward to the last three years. I have come to realize that the Lord is true to his word. It says He will give you the desires of your heart and that He is Jehovah Jireh, the God who sees and provides. The Lord knew what I had need of. Though I’m not a true orphan and have lots of relatives. Because He loves me, He has blessed me with more sisters, more mothers, more fathers, and even more brothers, than I would ever need. They are my fellow ministry volunteers, church members, bloggers, and book club members. They are some co-workers, and friends old and new. Every time I have the opportunity to talk to or gather with any of these awesome people, I am reminded that during this time of year, many are lonely, but not me, I have more than enough! Praise God!

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