Dy-no-mite

I was just thinking of the show Good Times, and the song is now stuck in my head. Hence the JJ reference in my title. :) Normally, I post silly things I find on the interweb on this trusty little blog, but today is a little different. Gather 'round, kids, Auntie Wendy wants to tell you a story.

Sometimes God wants us to go somewhere, or do something. Sometimes we don't see that it's what God wants for us and we ignore His prompting. We go on, trying to work life out on our own, doing whatever the heck we want. In my experience, this is not the wisest choice. In my experience, this makes things in life quite difficult.

Hez has been telling me for years to attend Multnomah. I laughed. I told her she was crazy. She told me she walked through that campus on multiple occasions and just knew that I would love it there. I told her I can't leave the Bay Area, I'm not intelligent or capable enough for college, it's too expensive, I can't leave my nieces, I love serving at Neighborhood, it rains too much, blah blah blah. And yet...she never stopped. She didn't bug me. She would just interject the thought into conversation here and there. She's a great friend. She doesn't give up, but she's encouraging.

For the last few years I have been taking care of children. Either teaching or nannying, or both. I love working with kids, their development fascinates me. However, I have also worked with them because I feel like it's all I could do. I have to make enough to live, and I don't have a degree, so nannying it is. For the last couple months, I have felt that I need to get a degree. I have been unhapy with my afternoon nanny job. I want a legit career. I applied for financial aid through Chabot, excited to get this party started. They were going to give me mucho bucks...then pulled the plug at the last minute. My perfect plan to get an AA and teach full time fell through. I felt defeated, so I prayed. I told God I just want to do what He wants me to, and I have been trying to decide on my own what His best is. Then very simply He said (not audibly) "Go to Multnomah". And all the excuses and fears I have had over the last few years did not flow out of my mouth. Instead, very simply I said (audibly) "Ok".

So there it is.

I'm applying for Bible College.

And the doors in the process have been opening.

The fears are punched in the face (as Hez puts it).

I'm now awaiting the financial aid/Stafford loan decision. If the money is there...I'm going to be a college student. At 28 years of age. In Portland. I get to learn about God's Word, and music. I'm going to have a degree.

Friends, I ask you to pray for this process. Please ask God to provide the means for me to attend, if it's what He wants. Pray that I will be faithful and trust that He knows what's best for me, and has my today and my tomorrow all worked out.

I'm really excited. Can I say that? I'll know by Thanksgiving if I'm able to go or not, and part of me is waiting for the Wendy Factor, that one thing that messes it all up.

But I'm really excited. :)