I'd honestly been planning to start doing some preschool work in a more formal way with A starting Monday. He needs the structure and the challenge. So I actually had all my books in a stack and was getting ready to photocopy and organize and make charts and the whole bit. At which point, I guess, God said to himself, Oh no, that's not good, and arranged through miraculous means to have A's name put on a list for a preschool I didn't even know about, that is, get this, free, where he will go Every Day for 3 and a half hours.
In my dreams I'm a fabulous homeschooling mother with loads of children and an orderly but cluttered house. But God continues not to give me this dream. So far E is very happy in her Kindergarten, and we get a long very well when she comes home, instead of struggling against each other all day. And I do piles of chore like work around church, and pastoral care, and preaching, and my house is sort of clean. And now A is going off to school as well, freeing up more time for the church. Very curious.
And all of this, amazingly, undeserved. While I wasn't pulling it together, while I wasn't even thinking about it, while I was scattered, while I was yet planning to do my own thing without consulting God, God organized school for A. What a great salvation.
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Isn't that just like our God---to take care of a potential problem before we even ask him to? Of course He probably has a plan for all this extra time He hasn't told you about yet. And free too! That's the biggest goody of the whole deal. My daughter pays $149 a month for 3 hours a day 3 days a week.
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