Foreseeing the Storms

A lot of people ask me why I went back to college. Especially if they don't know I'm divorced. I don't usually tell them the full story, but I think I will write it here.

About three years ago I was praying in my bedroom in a rare moment of quiet. In the middle of my prayer I was flooded with the impression that I should go back to school. I fought it at first because my children were still so young. I thought my priority should be raising my children. But in response to my resistance I got a very direct answer that was just as if someone had spoken to me. It said, "No, you need to go back to school now! And you need to take as many classes as you can. Go full time if you can." I remember the stunned feeling I had. Yet the answer was so strong I couldn't deny it.

Looking back, I should have been more suspicious about why I got that answer. My marriage had always been rocky but it wasn't in serious trouble at that point. I had consigned myself to believe that marriage was really, really hard and I was prepared to live with it. I didn't expect anything to change. I guess I was naive. I certainly didn't realize that I would get a divorce and need to support my family.

I started going to school within a month. I only took one class at a time at first. That was the best I could do then. It was about a year later that my marriage completely unraveled.

I had no idea what I was headed into, but God did. Because of His guidance I didn't have to try to figure out what to do. I was already on the right track before the tragedy struck. I can't even imagine how difficult it would be to try to apply for school and get registered when my world was falling apart. I don't think I could have done it. Thank goodness I didn't have to.