I found out some wonderful news this week! I'll be going to graduate school this fall for my community counseling masters, and then maybe a semester or two later, I'll start my gerontology certificate program, as I've felt God pulling me toward a career in counseling for quite some time, and has given me a particularly strong sense of empathy for elderly. I knew the financial situation was going to be rough, and I worried tremendously about affording tuition along with the general costs of living. My husband and I would be moving to a new city, looking for new jobs in this rough economy. Nonetheless, I heard God say to me "You got accepted into grad school because of Me; it is My plan for you. Carry on with your plan, move to St. Cloud, get an apartment, commit to the program and register for classes, go on with your life with your husband and others you will meet, and I'll see to it My plan for you is fulfilled."
Our financial situation did look bleak. I'd heard that most students hear about graduate assistantships by May, and no word about one for me. My husband and I agreed to take any work we could find, which ended up being a job for both of us in food service where we get near minimum wage, barely enough for us to pay rent and our bills, much less attend school.
Although I did have days I'd spend time crying in fear of the uncertain and discouragement, I tried my best to live with God's word of plan in mind and got involved in life in my new city. I met some wonderful people and truly started to enjoy my new community. I had, however, given up on hope for an assistantship. I even feared I'd get minimal financial aid. Oh, how I just felt that counseling was the career for me though--I could enjoy other things, but felt counseling was God's true calling for me.
This morning, earlier than I'd planned to give up since I had a day off work, my phone rings. At first, I ignore it, let it go to voice mail, figuring I'd get back to him/her later, and went back to sleep. 15 mins later, I wake up again, and I just had this feeling "you might want to see about that call." I listened to my messege "Hi, this is ____, and I'd like to offer you a graduate assistantship." Ahhh! I called her right back. I also recently found out I'd received a nice financial aid package of some work study and subsidized loans. The grad assistantship also comes with a partial tuition waiver. Thank you God!
I can't dig up exact verses, but I am now reminded how crucial it is to wait on the Lord for His timo g and that His word is always fulfilled. Thank you God for not only allowing my husband and my food service jobs to pay the bills (even though only by a small margin), but by giving us your grace and seeing to it that Your calling to me is fulfilled. Although everyday past early May, my hope for this assistantship grew slimmer and slimmer, and as things financially panned out to not look so encouraging, somewhere within, it's hard to describe, but I just had this feeling it'd be alright. Thank you God for urging my husband and I to take this leap of faith.