Foreword
“Give up on her and let her go.”
Those were the words spoken to me by the Christian life coach I was paying $600 an hour to see my teenage daughter, who at the time had put me through so much. I had so much doubt about being a mother, about being a parent, that I not only wanted to give up on her, I wanted to give up on myself. Period.
This well-meaning life coach had been speaking with my daughter for several sessions, and he was at his wits’ end. He was so frustrated with her that he told me to let her go. Let her go into the streets. Give her over to her own will, and trust God that whatever she went through, He would deliver her. And if she had to go out and suffer abuse because she would not listen, then that was what I needed to let her do.
I was unwilling to surrender my daughter to darkness.
So here is what I did instead.
Relentless Mother