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    Patience: Perseverance Through the Wait
    Patience: Perseverance Through the Wait
    Patience: Perseverance Through the Wait
    Ebook64 pages1 hourMerry Hearts Inspirational Series

    Patience: Perseverance Through the Wait

    By Terri Ann Johnson

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    When it seemed like life was doing all it could to keep me from having the desires of my heart, I was convinced motherhood was a dream that wasn't meant to be. At least not for me. Obviously, God knew the plans He had for me, but couldn't He let me in on them in the meantime? Patience is a journey that's granted from God ... and it was going to

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherTo A Tee Publications and Promotions
    Release dateJun 29, 2021
    ISBN9781737356219
    Patience: Perseverance Through the Wait
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    Terri Ann Johnson

    Terri Ann Johnson is an award-winning, author for her debut novel, Faith Alone, which has been optioned for a movie. She writes books with hope exploding from the pages through tragedy, adversity, and triumph. The national bestselling author expertly spotlights everyday people embroiled in not-so-ordinary circumstances with wisdom and compassion; her focus on faith, forgiveness and restoration not only allows readers to get lost between the pages but be inspired by them.

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      Patience - Terri Ann Johnson

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      The Decision

      As a little girl, I never imagined this would be my life.

      Nothing or no one could’ve convinced me that the intricate fairytale I’d imagined for myself wasn’t going to end with a husband and 2.5 children, at least one of whom would be graduating college while the mister and I planned romantic getaways from the joyfully rambunctious little ones who remained at home. Halfway through my 30's, marriage constantly buzzed through my mind. Subconsciously, I was drawn to men who didn't care a thing about commitment or could bring themselves to declare I do in front of God because the Lord would know they’d be lying. My romantic mishaps aren’t exactly for these pages, however. We’ll save those emotional expenditures for the next book.

      Back to the fairytale.

      When I tell you, I sifted through piles of wedding gowns in search of the perfect one to satisfy my hunger for marriage, it was almost like gluttony! There were so many styles I adored, but the ones with the sheer tops were my favorite. Once I settled on the style that suited my tastes the most, there were so many more decisions to be made. Should I choose white or off-white? Would I have a destination wedding, or host the ceremony at the Nation's Capital? Should the mani match the pedi? I meticulously planned the whole thing out, leaving no bouquet unturned. There was only one piece missing…the groom.

      It wasn’t long before the soundtrack I wrote to go along with my fairytale didn’t make any sense: There was no ring, no dress, not even a single prospect whose proposal I’d accept or reject. I get it, the groom is probably a crucial part of the equation; however, did the fact that I didn’t have one yet have to obliterate my entire dream? They make movies about those kinds of situations. I didn’t want to live it, though.

      In Jeremiah 29:11 God states, For I know the plans I have for you… Our heavenly Father does things His way to let us know He’s in control.

      Sometimes we can desire something so badly that we lose sight that there could be something bigger waiting for us. That was me. Caught between mourning my dreams, and still praying for them to manifest, when a soft voice tickled my ears. Marriage might not be on the horizon, but I have other plans for you.

      My mind was about to be blown by the plans God really had!

      In the African American community, the word adoption tends to carry a negative connotation. Tell someone you're considering adopting a child, and their stunned face asks the question their mouth refuses to: Why can’t you have your own kids? You can’t find a man?

      And then, people question women who might decide to create a birth plan for their children. Those questions include: How can you just give your baby to someone else? You don’t love your baby?

      Wait, what?

      Not everyone is bold enough to ask those questions in front of your face, so they gossip about it behind your back instead. Judgement single-handedly prevents many single women from choosing adoption as the gateway to motherhood. They’d rather sacrifice filling the lingering void in their hearts in favor of a little peace and closed mouths. The willing single mother isn’t the only one affected by the insensitive fodder, either. Criticism forces birth mothers to raise children they’re not sure they can manage. It’s not that they don’t love their child, but maybe raising them isn’t supposed to be part of the plan. It’s kind of funny how God’s will can be sequestered by social acceptance, only in most cases, not everybody’s laughing.

      Maybe someone can help me out because I’m a tad confused. See, in the African-American community, we watch, keep, feed, and love each other's children, in unofficial capacities. You know – the village, right? We're play mothers, aunties, god-mommies, and sisters. A plethora of Black women have launched non-profit organizations that provide services to assist children in our communities. Before we feed ourselves, we open our homes and feed the neighborhood. Black women create safe havens to rescue our children from the streets. This is the essence of who we are. So why is the child we're thinking of making part of our forever

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