My mother and father never married. I spent the first seven years of my life with my aunt, a single mother. I’ll spare you the details of my story and will simply say that I know what it’s like to yearn for a parent. I’ve tasted the bitterness that often hangs around a broken home. I’ve lingered near a weary mother, wishing I could share the load.

Single mothering is hard. It’s a job meant for two and to honor a single mom for bearing it alone is right. But in our praise, should we recognize her for working as though she were two people or should we see her as both persons—the amazing mother and the incredible dad?

My article for Christ and Pop Culture on the dynamics of honoring single mothers is found HERE. Thank you so much for reading.