Diva of Faith

This song is dedicated to my wonderful loving mom Brenda, may she rest in peace

She walked into the silence, heart open wide,
Adopted three little angels, no ring on her side.
Three daughters, three miracles, hand-picked by grace,
In a world that said “too much,” she made her own place.
No father in the picture, just her and the fight,
Working double shifts under city lights.
But she moves like a queen with her head held high,
Lipstick on, heels clicking, touching the sky.
She’s been through the storms, the tears, and the doubt,
Late-night prayers when the whole world went out.
Every scraped knee, every broken heart,
She held them together, never fell apart.
She’s a diva in every way, shining so bright,
Single mom raising warriors under heaven’s light.
Strong as the mountains, soft as the rain,
Christian warrior dancing through the pain.
Loving and fierce, with arms open wide,
Takes pride in her girls, standing side by side.
She’s amazing in all that she does, can’t you see?
The Queen of her castle, on bended knee.
From doctor visits to school plays and dreams,
She cheered the loudest, stitched up the seams.
Homework at midnight, faith songs in the car,
Bible on the table, lighting up the dark.
She taught them to stand when the wind tried to break,
To love like Jesus, for heaven’s sake.
Three beautiful souls blooming under her care,
Her heart is their home, her love beyond compare.
She’s been through it all — the highs and the lows,
The “I can’t do this” nights and the victories that glow.
But her faith never wavered, her fire stayed lit,
A diva with purpose, refusing to quit.
She’s a diva in every way, shining so bright,
Single mom raising warriors under heaven’s light.
Strong as the mountains, soft as the rain,
Christian warrior dancing through the pain.
Loving and fierce, with arms open wide,
Takes pride in her girls, standing side by side.
She’s amazing in all that she does, can’t you see?
The Queen of her castle, on bended knee.
To her three precious daughters, she whispers each night:
“You are my glory, my reason, my fight.
I chose you forever, through every trial we’ve known,
Together we’re stronger, we’re never alone.”
Her hands may be tired, but her spirit won’t bend,
A legacy of love that will never end.
She’s a diva in every way, watch her rise!
Single mom with a faith that touches the skies.
Strong for her babies, carrying the weight,
Raising three queens who’ve learned how to wait…
On the Lord who sustains her, who carries her through,
She’s everything beautiful, honest and true.
Loving and caring, with pride in her eyes,
This single mom diva — she’ll never say die.
Yeah, she’s been through it all…
But look at those girls standing proud and tall.
Thank You, Lord, for a mother like her,
A diva of faith — the whole world should know.

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This song is dedicated to my wonderful loving mom Brenda, may she rest in peace She walked into the silence, heart open wide, Adopted three little angels, no ring on her side. Three daughters, three miracles, hand-picked by grace, In a world that said “too much,” she made her own place. No father in the picture, just her and the fight, Working double shifts under city lights. But she moves like a queen with her head held high, Lipstick on, heels clicking, touching the sky. She’s been through the storms, the tears, and the doubt, Late-night prayers when the whole world went out. Every scraped knee, every broken heart, She held them together, never fell apart. She’s a diva in every way, shining so bright, Single mom raising warriors under heaven’s light. Strong as the mountains, soft as the rain, Christian warrior dancing through the pain. Loving and fierce, with arms open wide, Takes pride in her girls, standing side by side. She’s amazing in all that she does, can’t you see? The Queen of her castle, on bended knee. From doctor visits to school plays and dreams, She cheered the loudest, stitched up the seams. Homework at midnight, faith songs in the car, Bible on the table, lighting up the dark. She taught them to stand when the wind tried to break, To love like Jesus, for heaven’s sake. Three beautiful souls blooming under her care, Her heart is their home, her love beyond compare. She’s been through it all — the highs and the lows, The “I can’t do this” nights and the victories that glow. But her faith never wavered, her fire stayed lit, A diva with purpose, refusing to quit. She’s a diva in every way, shining so bright, Single mom raising warriors under heaven’s light. Strong as the mountains, soft as the rain, Christian warrior dancing through the pain. Loving and fierce, with arms open wide, Takes pride in her girls, standing side by side. She’s amazing in all that she does, can’t you see? The Queen of her castle, on bended knee. To her three precious daughters, she whispers each night: “You are my glory, my reason, my fight. I chose you forever, through every trial we’ve known, Together we’re stronger, we’re never alone.” Her hands may be tired, but her spirit won’t bend, A legacy of love that will never end. She’s a diva in every way, watch her rise! Single mom with a faith that touches the skies. Strong for her babies, carrying the weight, Raising three queens who’ve learned how to wait… On the Lord who sustains her, who carries her through, She’s everything beautiful, honest and true. Loving and caring, with pride in her eyes, This single mom diva — she’ll never say die. Yeah, she’s been through it all… But look at those girls standing proud and tall. Thank You, Lord, for a mother like her, A diva of faith — the whole world should know.

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