Many churches do not work as God intended.  Indeed, most are tainted by the sin which we all struggle with.  For many single moms, the shortcomings of the church can become glaring reminders of our aloneness and pain.  I am not in one of those churches however, and in fact, mine does an awfully good job of being what Chirst commands his people to be to the widows and fatherless.

That is my praise for day two.  I am thankful for my church.  Every time I go to a function, or just a get-together of people at my church, I look around the room and realize just how much I love the individuals and families represented there.  My church does not have too many organized "ministries" to women like me, it is just full of warm loving people who live out their faith by ministering and caring for each other.  I have a lady who regularly drops off a bag of clothes for the boys.  There are few people (actually, I've noticed none!) who shake their heads or seem to grow tired of the days when my response to "How are things going?" is honest--and honestly hard, discouraging, or difficult.  They don't expect me to always approach this hard life with optimism or a carefree attitude because . . . well . . .  it's hard!  I have individuals who love and care for my boys, families who help me out when the weed eater quits working or I have unknown bugs in my kitchen.  One of the men in my church went through the trouble of handling the sale of an extra car I had for me.  They are a truly extraordinary people who reflect the glory of God by living a life of service and love just as He did. 

I thank God that I am part of a covenant familly who should be a model for what all churches should be.  I pray He will receive much glory and praise because of them.  And I love them.