Wenya's parents separated when she was two, and after that she lived with her father and stepmother. Her stepmother couldn't stand her and was always arguing with her father. He had little choice—he had to send Wenya to her mother's house, but her mother was fully focused on running her business and didn't have any time to take care of Wenya, so she was often shuttled off to her relatives' and friends' homes to be fostered. After so many years of a life of foster care, young Wenya felt lonely and helpless, and longed for the warmth of a home. Only when her father and stepmother divorced did she return to her father's side, and from then on had a home, for better or for worse.
Praise Almighty God aloud. All things in heaven and on earth praise You. Praise You aloud! Let all Your angels praise You. Let all Your heavenly hosts praise You, Almighty God! The shining stars praise You. The heavens and the earth and the waters praise You. Let the mountains and hills praise You. Let the waves and billows praise You. The expanse of the universe praises You! Praise You in the highest place! The expanse of the universe praises You! Praise You in the highest place, Almighty God!
Showing posts with label root of pain in people's lives. Show all posts
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Wednesday, November 15, 2017
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