In my midlife, God moved me from the back roads of Oklahoma, from a below-minimum job as artist-in-residence for the State Arts Council to a professorship at an elite college in Minnesota. My children were still young when I found myself on my own; now both have finished college. One is a lawyer, the other is a teacher who now stays home with her three children. I travel to her house as often as I can to rock the children, read stories, say prayers, and speak a word of encouragement to my daughter. She is overwhelmed with her duties as the mother of very young children.
I know the power of words. I remember praising God when I had nothing. I remember walking with determination near the apartment where I lived in Oklahoma, knowing there was something else for me, something larger. I still praise. I tithe. This is a tough world with a hard economic wall, especially for single mothers. Every step is still by faith, even though my life now feels stable and secure. In short, I am blessed.
Source: FaithintheWorkplace.com
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