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Psalm 18 (and a few school woes)

Honestly, I don’t have enough money to pay off my school bill for this semester.  Long story, but I tried to do the right thing with my finances and loans and it’s just not happening this time.  I can’t register for next semester yet.

Honestly, I just found out I didn’t pass my accounting class at Metro with the EASIEST teacher there.  Must have been that final. 

Honestly, again, I was just driving in my car for the last ten minutes wondering why I am even going to school.

Still being honest here, I piled on the credit hours this fall because I just want to be DONE.  I don’t want it.

Yup I'm still talking truthfully, I started college because God shut the doors on that ballet thing I had going for a while. 

Now that the confessions are out of the way, if there’s one thing I learned on the bookfield, it was to NEVER quit.  I’m not going to question God, because for some ODD reason this is where He has me.  It’d be different if I felt like the Lord was calling me to other things, but I keep getting put back here in Omaha Land.  I’m going to sell books again too.  This is good.  This is something new for me.  Believe it or not, I haven’t had to rely upon the Lord as much for money’s sake.  I haven’t been more subject to God’s unknown plans and timing than ever before.  With one deep breath I say:

“Okay, God, I trust in You!”

Then in the quiet of my car before I sat down to write this, God spoke Psalm 18.  I pulled into the No Frills parking lot and read it.  My God is not only teaching me how to be DILLIGENT (something I will need for the rest of my life), but I believe He will provide and rescue. 

“He rescued me from my powerful enemy, from my foes, who were too strong for me.  The confronted me in the day of my disaster, but the Lord was my support.  He brought me out into a spacious place; he rescued me because he delighted in me.”—Psalm 18:17-19

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