It's been a year since I've been a student. Between getting married, moving, flying to the moon, switching jobs, rescuing that turtle in the road, and many other events that may or many not have occurred, I was unable to find the funds or the motivation to enroll in classes. With that confession I am ready to put my shame and slothful ways behind me and get back to my education.
Yesterday my husband and I drove to our community college and I registered for three major classes I need for my degree in English/Literature. When I was all done with the waiting and the "advising" and the signing here please, I was handed a hot from the printer slice of reality in the form of my bill. It's going to cost $900 for my three classes. As of today I don't have $900.
I don't know if that money will come in the form of a loan, an accident at the bank in our favor, a lot of overtime at work, a second job or some other way. But I do know without a doubt that I will have $900 by January 4th because God knew at the beginning of time that I would need it and he had a plan in place since before my birth to get it to me. Knowing that gives me peace and joy and excitement so overwhelming I want to shout about it! I want to draw the world's attention to what God is about to do in my life! With humility I declare I am broke but with a grateful heart I thank God for the blessing I'm about to receive.
You may think I'm a fool for such blind faith, but it has been my experience again and again that God provides. Whether I stress about it, cry about it, mope about it, panic or pray, in every crisis the only difference is my reaction. This time I choose to sit quietly and wait upon the Lord. I hope it pleases Him.
