Hello! My name is Jenny McKim. I am a 31 year old mom to a son who turned 10 yesterday. I also teach kindergarten so if you sneeze don’t take offense if I tell you to blow your nose and wash your hands. It is a habit that I have. I am also very nervous to be here in front of a group of women. I might have to pretend that you are all in kindergarten so if someone could pick their nose I would feel more at ease. J
All kidding aside I am here to talk with you about when I was a single mom. At the age of 16 I met my ex-husband, got pregnant and married at the age of 21, had Garrett, moved out when Garrett was 1 and ½, moved back in 6 months later, and finally left for good on my 26th birthday when Garrett was 4 and ½. Happy birthday to me, right? I’m sure many of you are wondering why I chose to go back. Because I couldn’t live with myself not knowing whether or not we could have worked out our differences. A few months after I moved back in on my 24th b-day I realized I had made a mistake when I was made aware that my ex had left my two year old at home by himself while he ran to the liquor store to get some beer. I was devastated, but others around me told me not to over react and leave again. So I stayed in hopes of trying to make my marriage work mainly for my son. I was going to school full-time, working full-time, and trying to be a mom and a wife full-time. I soon came to realize that even though we were still living in the same house that we were living two separate lives and I was essentially a single mom. On my 26th birthday I showed up at the house to find ALL of my belongings packed up and moved into the drive way. Even though leaving was my choice I was still devastated. I cried the whole entire day, yes even while moving. I had tried to build a life with this person and now all of our hopes and dreams were shattered and gone. I felt like a failure for being divorced at the age of 26, I felt like I didn’t know where my life was supposed to go. I had to drop out of the education program because I couldn’t finish school and be a single parent. I felt like my life was in shambles.
I wish I could say that I was like Lisa who spoke last week. She prayed to God and stayed faithful, I didn’t. Did I know God? Yes. My parents were not church going people. Yes we went on the major holidays, but I came to know Christ through the Hargett family. Angie Hargett was my best friend from 2nd grade on and her dad was a pastor. They were the ones who taught me about God. But Angie moved to a different school our freshman year of high school and I followed the other path because I no longer had her and her family to be an influence on me. So, when I left my ex I turned to a bottle instead of the bible. Thankfully God made me realize after about two weeks of that, that I was turning into the exact same thing I swore I would never become because my mom was an alcoholic who died when I was 6 and I DID NOT want that for Garrett.
From that point on I continued to feel like a failure and continued to feel sorry for myself. Even though I was far from God He was always with me in my journey. He was trying to guide me and nudge me in the right direction. One day I was sitting on my couch with Garrett when an overwhelming feeling came over me. I looked at Garrett and told him to get up because we were going to get up and do something. He turned and asked me why and I told him because I was going to stop feeling sorry for myself…it was getting me no where. That, my friends, was a God thing. If it weren’t for Him continuing to nudge I might still be sitting there on that couch right now. That is not a place I want to go back to. I mean, the pity parties were so extravagant that I should have busted out the balloons and streamers! Thank God for divine intervention.
Last week when I was driving home from our first Daybreak class I was wracking my brain trying to think of what I would say in my talk. I was reminded of a song by Joy Williams called God Only Knows. The chorus of the song says:
God only knows all your broken pieces
Only he knows what you’re going thru
God only knows what you hide inside
And he’s holding onto you
I felt like that this song was perfect for me. Looking back I can see how God was still holding onto me even after all of the things I had done in my life, after turning my back on Him, He knew all of my faults and yet He was still there…knowing all of these things and still loving and holding onto me. That is something that at times is still hard for me to completely understand.
One of my favorite scripture verses is
Psalm 50:15
Call on me when you are in trouble and I will rescue you and you will give me glory.
Oh, how I wish that I would have had that scripture when I was going through these trials. God will rescue us, it might not be the way we would like or want, it might not have been as quickly as we would like, but He will rescue us. It won’t always be easy.
I was sent a daily devotional that I know came from God. The scripture is:
Psalm 84:6
When they walk through the
God doesn’t promise us a trouble-free life, but He does say that Valleys of Weeping will eventually become pools of blessing. We can decide to trust Him during the difficult seasons or we can bury ourselves in self-pity. I am thankful that he nudged me to trust Him.





