But, as of this past Sunday, I don't have to worry about it anymore. Our fridge is on its last legs. Barely keeping stuff frozen and cool. It is 17 years old, SO we are due for a new one. Doesn't make sense to call someone out to look at it and fix it, ya know.
So, the inevitable had to be excepted. Oh sure, I am disappointed. I was excited to go back to school. To learn all I can about the bible and Christianity. In all honesty, I can probably learn the stuff myself. But, unless I am held accountable, my personal edification, most times, gets lost in the shuffle.
I know God has a plan for me. And right now it seems to be a refrigerator instead of being a theology student. I am OK with that. I will try again for next semester. And, maybe in the meantime, I will search around for some scholarships for stay-at-home moms who want to go back to school.
I will just have to be patient. A recurring theme in my life. Hmmm . . .