Joy, joy, joy joy, down in my heart

So, I just wanted to share a couple praises.

Okay, as you may know, I am in the middle of moving. I just applied to Multinomah a couple weeks ago, was accepted, but earlier this week I found out that I had about $325 in deposits due by today (Friday). Unfortunately for Laura, no money could be found. Well, I am not the type of person to stress about things, so I just started praying hard for the funds.

Mom decided to buy my furniture from me (dual blessing...she needed the furniture, I needed to get rid of the furniture, ha! Yay God!), Dad gave me some birthday money (very late, but what a blessing). Still needed another $100.

Anyway, so one of my friends had some boxes for me and I had agreed to come pick them up this morning. I was going to go from there over to the school, give them the money I did have and then beg for a time allowance. Okay, well on my way to the friend's home, I suddenly remembered that several months ago I had squirreled a couple hundred dollars in a savings account...Now I know that most of you would not have forgotten a detail like that, but I don't have the same kind of memory everyone else does ;) This was a blessing today! because I didn't remember until today that his money was available, I got to feel the excitement of "Late in the midnight hour, God's going to turn it around". Woohoo! It just happens that my bank is just down the street from my friend's house.

So, I picked up the boxes and headed over to the school, singing praises as I went, so excited, so grateful, so overflowing with joy!! (Do you ever notice that there are not enough ways to type expressions of joy and excitement?)

Fast forward through lots of traffic and all the way across town (84th and Glisan, my future home). I parked the van and said a prayer before getting out. The receptionist directed me where to go *deep breath*. Moments later I presented the money to the cashier. We talked about how I was going to be paying for my education, she encouraged me and we found things to laugh about. It was a nice visit. She told me about some on campus employment opportunities and asked if I had a car. My heart sank a little as I thought about my poor car, sick in the "car hospital, sticking it's tongue out and x's over it's headlamps. I informed her that when school starts, I will not have a car, but that I have friends with cars and that I know how to ride a bus. She nodded and smiled.

My phone rang (rude little thing. It never rings when I am free, and always rings when I am in the middle of something) and since I did not know the number, I went ahead and answered it. It was the guy who has been working on my car. (I had called a few days ago and he hadn't ever returned my call). So, I asked him if I could call him back in a little bit and that I was right in the middle of something - no prob says he. (I had to chuckle. Usually when I call, he asks if he can call me back, but this time it was the other way around...). So, the cashier and I went about finishing our business, and I was a bundle of excited nerves, I think even my hair was wiggling.

My day already had a huge blessing in it and I was about to head home and start packing, but I remembered I had agreed to return a call, so I did. What I heard floored me...in a good way. My car had a new transmission and would be ready to pick up when ever I had the cash!!!! Oh my word!!! It was like shaken, pressed down, overflowing blessing!!! Not only do I get to have school, I get to have car too. (when I placed the call, I had walked into the ladies restroom and was going to splash cold water on my face, but when I heard the news, I just started jumping up and down and praising God....right there by the sink with the phone still at my ear...I think I am still shaking a little).

So, I got into the van, turned up the praise music, called my mom and then happily (despite the 5 MPH traffic on I-84 drove home.

So, as you may have gathered by now, I am happy. I just want to share this happiness with everyone. I lift my eyes to the mountain, where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, maker of Heaven and Earth.