Toward the end of my last semester in college, money started to become a giant worry. How would I provide for myself if I didn’t find a good job right away? How would I be able to afford living on my own and buying a car? Would I have enough?
During all that anxiety, I prayed a lot. I wrote down all my expenses and budgeted so I would have savings at the end of the month. I purposefully saved for a car and planned ahead for when I would move out of my parents’ house and start paying rent.
Because of my good stewardship, I would check my bank account and find I had more money than I thought. Refunds would arrive in the mail I didn’t know were coming, like my full housing deposit when I studied for a semester in Washington, D.C. (when I knew we left the apartment in a hurry and didn’t clean as well as we could). I would get extra freelance assignments from the local newspaper.
Through all of it, I felt God reminding me to rest in His peace and trust in His provision for…