Are you there God? It’s me, funny girl.

Dear  God,

I need your help.  You started us on this path a year ago.  Y0u led us to the right school for Sweet Pea; you got us through many, many obstacles.  We are convinced that this is the right place for her.  We’ve bought uniforms, and filled out paperwork, and even found a therapist to help her with the transition. 

But there’s this one little thing, and I know it’s no surprise to you.  The tuition, well, it ain’t cheap.  So if you could go ahead and provide a job for me, that would be great.  I’ve applied, I’ve interviewed, I’ve applied some more, I’ve made phone calls, I’ve written letters…but nada.  Zilch. Cero. 

Now God, you know I’m faithful.  We set a goal date of August 23 a long time ago.  And if someone asked me to bet a million dollars that I’d be starting a job on that day, I’d still do it.  I believe you have something for me.  It’s just that, you know, it’s getting kind of close to that date.  And the first payment is due soon.  And it sure feels like a lot of doors are closing instead of opening.

I realize you’ve done many things harder than this.  I mean, parting the red sea, that was a biggie.  And that time you turned a couple of loaves of bread and some fish  into a meal for thousands?  Big.  And remember that couple who so desperately wanted a baby girl and you brought them a sweet pea?  That was huge. 

But I’m anxious, God.  I can’t eat.  I can’t sleep.  I’m fusty.  I’m trying to be patient, but it’s testing me. 

Please, please show me what you have for me.

And God? 

Thanks.

funny girl

When anxiety was great within me, your consolation brought joy to my soul.  Psalm 94:19

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