Last week one of Steam's Fall AP classes was cancelled - I was a little crabby - because I had paid for it, bought the books and set up the years report card template with that class included. (Bah on me for being compulsive and a bookkeeping freak) Of course.... I had paid through Pay Pal so the refund didn't go back into my checking account instead it was sitting there in my pay pal cash one. Which was a minor fact that made me whine a little...fuss a little and start my own little pity party. Sniff..it's the details in this life that wear me down...like water dripping on my forehead. Bahhh...:(
So the money sat there...and I sulked a little. And the kids ignored my foul mood, counted up the Goat Jar and decided that they wanted to jump into a project that Sarah's got going in India...because she has kiddos with CP and other challenges who don't have their own wheelchairs yet...but it was NOT payday week and money around here tends to flow out like water at this time of year so there was no 'parent match' (which is our promise with each outpouring of the Goat Jar) to cover the other half of the cost of the wheelchair...so my party was getting a little louder.
Until a quiet voice reminded me that I had a hunk of money sitting there waiting in my Pay Pal account...almost the exact amount that we needed. AND that I always use Pay Pal to send money to India.
It was sort of like a savings account that had been set into motion weeks earlier...so that when the day came for the wheel chair to be bought - the money would be sitting there. Not because I had planned it - since my plans had fallen through with the class being cancelled and I had no idea that I needed to set aside funds for this project - but in the perfect unraveling of what I thought was happening.
Seeing this I had no other option.
I simply excused myself from the pity party and stepped into the celebration of what was happening. My simple idea of how life should happen was set aside and Gods good plan was revealed.
Today I'm smiling. Happy -that the class was cancelled. Ok- to have an extra textbook on my shelf and confident that halfway around the world a child who didn't have their own wheelchair will now become more mobile because my children saw the opportunity and stepped into the gap.
I wouldn't trade this momming job....... for anything.