I don't pray for money...

This is why I don't pray for money...You see, I am certain that God has an immense sense of humor. Bug dude/dudette is the master of sick and twisted...

So, my son got into one of (if not THE biggest) culinary schools in the country. Said school wants loads of our money. They want current money, past money, and future moolaa. I have some wonderful friends and family that chipped in for the deposit. Because, moving and planning graduate school myself...well, it left our family very "cash poor" as they say.

Anyway, I NEVER pray for money. I mean never. I think it's bad form and a little unethical. I'm not sure where I got that from. I'm certain that there isn't much theology to my "rule". But, it is what it is.

So, I made an exception this time. Said (wonderful, aspirational, magnificent) culinary school requires half tuition prior to disbursing financial aid. Holy Hell!!! So, I prayed. I prayed God would make it rain. And, as my friend Lynda and I were discussing..."Sometimes when you pray for money, God gives you a JOB!" Or, in my case a third one. I'm helping out a restaurant in need of staff and good servers.

As I sit here this morning, swollen ankles and fingers from being on my feet hours and hours a day...I'm reminded that I don't pray for money. But, I'm also reminded that this will pass. The need is temporary. And, GOD is so GOOD...He's so good to me.