My name is Reda Smith and I am the mother of Raynisia and Lasha, and the proud Grandmother of Bayleigh. I would like to take a moment to tell all of you my story and it’s my prayer that
after you read it you will see how faithful God is and realize that prayer does
change things.
I was eleven years old when my mom went to be with the Lord. One of my fondest memories of her is when I was about 7 years old. We attended Morning Star Baptist Church in Grand
Prairie, Texas and my mom decided that it was time for me to be baptized. I
still remember her sitting on the pew crying as I came up from the water. Being
young I didn’t understand her tears because back then…in my case anyway it was
not made clear what baptism was about. Of course God is faithful because when
my mom passed away I joined 8th street Baptist Church and they made
it very clear what baptism was all about. So at a very young age I had a praying mother and although she was not perfect, God allowed me to see that I serve a perfect God.
My mom and dad had 11 children and I am the youngest. Now I know that you’re probably thinking, man she was spoiled rotten, but on the contrary I have always felt like the black
sheep of the family. That is probably due to the fact that during my 11 years of life, when my mom was alive, she had me under her wings almost 24/7.
Now when she was alive the word spoiled would be an understatement. After mom’s passing I thought that the world had ended and most of the time I was a loner. When I was 20 years old I had my first child (Lasha) and my dad told me that I would have to get my own place. He said I could no longer live at home. I didn’t understand him putting me out at first. I felt so alone, abandoned, unwanted, and truly unloved. However, that was one of the best things that could have happened to me. He was not attempting to be evil, but he knew that in order for
me to take care of my child, I would first have to learn to take care of myself. Before I left home I recall taking Lasha outside at night, it was about a week after her birth. My dad was really angry that I had taken her outside on such a cold winter’s night. I had her wrapped up in the blanket my sister bought me to take her home from the hospital. I lifted her up over my head to God and I told him, “God I dedicate this child to you, she is yours and if you don’t show me how to care for her or bring her up in you, I will fail.”
This is just part of my story. I started my race off in disobedience to God, but he has still been faithful and he has kept his promises to me. Remember ladies it’s not how you start it’s
how you finish. I have been a single parent for most of my daughter’s lives, but I remember telling them when they would come home and say, “Its father/daughter day and I told my
teacher I don’t have a dad.” That absolutely broke my heart but the Holy Spirit leaped inside of me and said, “Tell them the truth they have the best dad anyone could ever have. He will never leave them nor forsake them, he provides for them and he loves them more than you or anyone else ever could and his name is Jesus.” Are you a single parent? Been there done that! They may become adults but God still has them on loan to you! Lost a home to foreclosure? Done
that! Let go from a job? Been there too! Kids acting crazy…well sometimes they still do lol!
My sister’s none of this surprised our father in heaven and he tells us in his word, don’t act as though these things that happen to us are strange. If you believe in Christ, you were buried with him and we were raised with him as well. Jesus suffered on our behalf! Earth is not our home we are visitors’ in a foreign land. The only way that we will survive is PRAYER!!!
I believe in the power of prayer because prayer is communicating with your creator. No one absolutely, no one understands what you’re going through better than you and Jesus. If you
don’t study the word let me give you some great news, Jesus is your mediator,
but still God wants to hear from YOU. I love prayer! I love to remind God of his promises because remember he is a God that he cannot lie and his word will not return unto him void. So what he has set out for us to do will be done. Please know that none of us were meant to fight
this battle on our own. If we were than we would be the only person on earth. There is power in numbers, agreement, and cries of God’s children to him.
If you ever need me to pray for you or with you please call me, text me, email me, and we will petition the thrown together or I will on your behalf. But remember no one can tell your
story better than you. My story is not over. God is still writing it and he said, he who started a good work in me will complete it. Your circumstances do not have the final say, your creator does. And by the way… all the things above that have happened to me, God have given me the victory. As long as I have breath, I am sure more battles will come but the war has already been won and thank Jesus, WE ARE VICTORIOUS! I choose to believe God’s report.
My number 817/980-6884 and I will also be adding a prayer line number soon you may call it 24/7 for prayer.
Prairie, Texas and my mom decided that it was time for me to be baptized. I
still remember her sitting on the pew crying as I came up from the water. Being
young I didn’t understand her tears because back then…in my case anyway it was
not made clear what baptism was about. Of course God is faithful because when
my mom passed away I joined 8th street Baptist Church and they made
it very clear what baptism was all about. So at a very young age I had a praying mother and although she was not perfect, God allowed me to see that I serve a perfect God.
My mom and dad had 11 children and I am the youngest. Now I know that you’re probably thinking, man she was spoiled rotten, but on the contrary I have always felt like the black
sheep of the family. That is probably due to the fact that during my 11 years of life, when my mom was alive, she had me under her wings almost 24/7.
Now when she was alive the word spoiled would be an understatement. After mom’s passing I thought that the world had ended and most of the time I was a loner. When I was 20 years old I had my first child (Lasha) and my dad told me that I would have to get my own place. He said I could no longer live at home. I didn’t understand him putting me out at first. I felt so alone, abandoned, unwanted, and truly unloved. However, that was one of the best things that could have happened to me. He was not attempting to be evil, but he knew that in order for
me to take care of my child, I would first have to learn to take care of myself. Before I left home I recall taking Lasha outside at night, it was about a week after her birth. My dad was really angry that I had taken her outside on such a cold winter’s night. I had her wrapped up in the blanket my sister bought me to take her home from the hospital. I lifted her up over my head to God and I told him, “God I dedicate this child to you, she is yours and if you don’t show me how to care for her or bring her up in you, I will fail.”
This is just part of my story. I started my race off in disobedience to God, but he has still been faithful and he has kept his promises to me. Remember ladies it’s not how you start it’s
how you finish. I have been a single parent for most of my daughter’s lives, but I remember telling them when they would come home and say, “Its father/daughter day and I told my
teacher I don’t have a dad.” That absolutely broke my heart but the Holy Spirit leaped inside of me and said, “Tell them the truth they have the best dad anyone could ever have. He will never leave them nor forsake them, he provides for them and he loves them more than you or anyone else ever could and his name is Jesus.” Are you a single parent? Been there done that! They may become adults but God still has them on loan to you! Lost a home to foreclosure? Done
that! Let go from a job? Been there too! Kids acting crazy…well sometimes they still do lol!
My sister’s none of this surprised our father in heaven and he tells us in his word, don’t act as though these things that happen to us are strange. If you believe in Christ, you were buried with him and we were raised with him as well. Jesus suffered on our behalf! Earth is not our home we are visitors’ in a foreign land. The only way that we will survive is PRAYER!!!
I believe in the power of prayer because prayer is communicating with your creator. No one absolutely, no one understands what you’re going through better than you and Jesus. If you
don’t study the word let me give you some great news, Jesus is your mediator,
but still God wants to hear from YOU. I love prayer! I love to remind God of his promises because remember he is a God that he cannot lie and his word will not return unto him void. So what he has set out for us to do will be done. Please know that none of us were meant to fight
this battle on our own. If we were than we would be the only person on earth. There is power in numbers, agreement, and cries of God’s children to him.
If you ever need me to pray for you or with you please call me, text me, email me, and we will petition the thrown together or I will on your behalf. But remember no one can tell your
story better than you. My story is not over. God is still writing it and he said, he who started a good work in me will complete it. Your circumstances do not have the final say, your creator does. And by the way… all the things above that have happened to me, God have given me the victory. As long as I have breath, I am sure more battles will come but the war has already been won and thank Jesus, WE ARE VICTORIOUS! I choose to believe God’s report.
My number 817/980-6884 and I will also be adding a prayer line number soon you may call it 24/7 for prayer.
Be blessed and bless others!
Reda Smith