How to Love Blended Families in Your Church

| January 27, 2016

“Just make sure of two things: Under 40. And no kids.”

This was what I said to the well-meaning people who thought I was getting too old to be single and wanted to play matchmaker for me. Not long after I made that statement, I walked down the aisle toward a 44-year-old groom who happened to be the dad of two sons.

I never imagined myself as a stepmom. The “no kids” criterion was not out of a disdain toward children. It’s just that I always thought it would be a difficult role to step into.

As it turns out, I was right. Being a stepmom is the hardest thing I have ever done. But I didn’t expect that this call to live beyond myself would reap blessings and growth.

Called to Love

Becoming a stepmom stretched me in more ways than I imag­ined. Modern life is already complicated, and the plot thickens when stepfamily dynamics are thrown into the mix.

Where a blended family is concerned, simply making holiday plans and birthday celebrations can cause added stress; there are outside factors, like other biological parents and grandparents who have a say in the children’s schedule.

More than that, the most difficult thing most…

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