  I HAD to get on here and write about my awesome Momma and how much she's meant and done for me. You know, there is a country song where one of the lyrics says that her momma is her biggest fan... Well, that totally applies. When I made the decision to go to St. Louis and see what God would do there, Momma was scared to death her little girl would never come back. (Thank God I did!!! She'd have killed me!! !lol) Not only did she take me out to St. Louis herself, but she also was my biggest financial supporter. Out of her own check, she gave me $100 a month!!!! Man!!! She believes in me so much, she gave up what would have been saving and spending money and invested it into her not-so-reliable daughter. Know why? Momma knows what God told her. Before I was born, He told her that I was meant for Him, to do a work for Him that Momma hadn't been able to do....
Mom told me during one of my home breaks this: she was proud to be able to help me because I was doing what she couldn't. I still cry at that thought. Momma was called into ministry but wasn't able to do that in the way she THOUGHT after she was married and had children. Her ministry? Momma may not realize this, was to prepare me for the next step in His extremely confusing and awesome plan. And she did a heck of a job, if I do say so myself. Momma is still my biggest supporter today, and my best friend. Mom keeps reminding me of Africa, of my perfect husband, and the girls I am and will be helping.
And she does this without any words. She does this with her hugs and smooches, playing with my hair when I put my head in her lap, and in the shrieks of rebuke!!!! !lol I love my mom. And not just for what she's been for me, but what she hasn't been. She hasn't been a doubter. EVER!!!!! Thanks, Momma. 
