The day I revealed my pregnancy in church began with morning sickness and ended with my mother disowning me. But a surprising turn of events would change her heart.

I’m Faith, a sophomore studying psychology. I met Glenn last fall, and we quickly went from study buddies to sharing life stories. He was gentle and kind, and soon, we were more than friends. But one morning, nausea had me wondering, and a pregnancy test confirmed it—two pink lines. I was terrified.

Breaking the news to Mama was painful. At church, I whispered it, and her reaction was swift and harsh: “Get out.” As I turned to leave, Pastor James intervened, reminding her of love and forgiveness. Mama broke down, and we embraced, her anger melting into concern.

A few days later, Mama insisted on meeting Glenn’s family. As we pulled up to his house, Pastor James opened the door. Glenn grinned, “Hi, Dad.” Pastor James laughed, saying, “The Lord sure works in mysterious ways.”

Now, Mama’s thrilled, already picking baby names and knitting booties. Even Mrs. Jones’ brother moving to town has her thinking she might open her heart again. This unexpected journey showed me that love, no matter how hard the situation, finds its way back. Sometimes, the most challenging moments bring the biggest blessings.