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Hello new friends, I am Janelle Reed, founder of SingleMomzRock; a single mom’s ministry in Springfield, MO. I would like to share with you a little bit about me and my journey these last few years and how I came to helping single moms in my area. I grew up in a small town in Southwest Missouri and married my high school sweetheart, but in 2010 after 12 years of marriage, I was faced with a divorce and being a full-time {Read More}
It’s fun to watch my girls twirl in front of the mirror. They love to see themselves and have no inhibitions for how they look. For years, I have wished for the same admiration of the mirror. But, I have a love/hate relationship with my mirrors and not all of them are created equally. On the same day I can look in my bathroom mirror with anguish, but then walk in my bedroom and feel better. Maybe the light is {Read More}
In my anguish I cried to the LORD, and he answered by setting me free. The LORD is with me; I will not be afraid. What can man do to me? Psalm 118:5-6 photo credit Music is the light to my soul. It’s one of the most frequent ways that God whispers His promises to me. When a particular song speaks to me, I will play it until the words are etched on my heart. Sometimes I sing along. Sometimes I sit in {Read More}
It’s not about me. I claim that I know this truth, but does it resonate in my soul? Does it invade those moments when my security is threatened? photo credit That cranky old lady who took my parking spot…not about me. That grocery store clerk that snapped at my use of coupons…not about me. That friend who assulted with her words…not about me. That man who walked out the door…not about me. Don’t get me wrong. Of course we could {Read More}
It’s time to stop allowing my circumstances to determine my security. I wrote that sentence laying in a hospital bed, 28 weeks pregnant. The risk of bleeding to death was very high for both myself and the baby. Night after night I cried myself to sleep. Feelings were my worst enemy. Loneliness, fear and insecurity captivated my thoughts. It was a loneliness that few can understand. I had very limited access to my kids and only occasional visits from friends {Read More}
photo credit Years of pictures line my scrapbooks. You won’t find me in them. I could joke and say that moms never get in the picture, but I know that isn’t the truth. I hide from the camera. I don’t want to be in the picture. Whether in pictures or the mirror, I am faced with the ugly. I don’t like the way I look. I don’t like the way my hair frizzes in humidity or the way my nose {Read More}
This blog is the story of a broken girl living in a messy world. A girl who was once consumed by the circumstances, but is now consumed with the love of Jesus. I invite you on this journey as I daily give God the pain and invite Him to fill the emptiness, choosing never to be consumed by anything else again. Read More...
