Considering the previous day’s process I just believed there
would be something else. I had no idea as to what that would be but I knew
there would be something else. There would be and more.
Friday as we traveled the weather was clear and sunny, the
traffic was moderate even on I-95 and we had no mechanical problems. We seemed
to be on time to possibly move in Friday afternoon/evening. That was what we
were hoping for anyway. Earlier in the week we had some trouble making a final
payment for a course that Lizzy was to start Monday afternoon. The online
system would not accept the payment after multiple attempts. We had time it was
not due until Monday and this was Friday so she placed a call to the business
office for instruction. There was no answer but voice mail sop she left a
message. We arrived at the apartment complex on time and went into the office.
Sat down and handed the security deposit in a money order to the manager. We
then had the address and apt # so we could make the utility arrangements and
renters insurance all of which we needed in place before we could actually sign
the lease. The manager then asked if we thought we could get that done before
4:30 (it was 3:50). I had no idea if we could do that or not. Why ask me? So, a
punt was called and we set up an appointment for the next morning at 10:15.
That would give us time to make the arrangements, find a place to stay the
night and have the pro-rated rent in a money order (that was the “something”
else). Ugh, so we were tired and frustrated and needed sweet tea, McDonalds
here we come.
It was now 4:45pm and the business office returned Lizzy’s
call. Of course there was no problem they just needed to get her information.
Now came the problem, we were told it appeared Lizzy had withdrawn from the
school and we needed to contact the law school office. She transferred the call
and at 4:50pm on Friday afternoon we got…voice mail. The whole reason we were
there to go to law school is in limbo. What does that mean? What do we do now?
God what are you doing or saying? My frustration
was off the charts to say the least, but first things first we needed a place
to stay the night. We found a place!
A little time passed and we sent e-mails to the dean, and
anybody else we could think of as we wanted to know something before we signed
a 1 year lease the next morning. While we were eating dinner a lot of options
were racing through my head, none of them good. I asked Lizzy what we were
going to do. She replied on Monday the school would admit her that was the only
option. O.K. and I went to bed. Later…
Two am in the morning later I was up with heart burn from
worry. So, I sat in a chair in a dark hotel room praying over all that came to
mind. An hour later I laid back in bed heartburn gone and sleepy. Later in the
morning the paperwork went fine for the apartment and after 2 hours all was in
the apartment but the AC would not come on, ugh. So, we went to Wal- Mart to
get a few things. When we returned the rooms were cool the ac had come on and
there was reply from the dean to our message saying check with the admissions
office Monday “that should not be a problem.”
Not how I would have
planned for all of that to go but I live by God’s plan and he provided in
amazingly simple and direct ways. Monday morning came and in 3 minutes “no
problem.” No one had any idea as to what happened but it was fixed and back on
course, God in charge.
Frustration is an
opportunity for God to be well…God. Will you let him? It’s frustrating!
In HIS Service and Yours,
The Rev
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