A Bit of Fear and a Lesson

Well, I am sufficiently nervous as a completely unforeseen and new opportunity approaches. Tomorrow, Emily and I will meet with a representative from a prestigious art school to take a tour of the campus and to talk about finances and opportunities at the school.

This started with a simple request for information. No wait, it actually started quite a while back in Emily's life when she thought that she might want to go to culinary school or some other type of art school. She thought a lot about it and just lately has allowed that dream to resurface in conversation with me. She found out about the associated costs and informed me of her findings. I just about passed out. She seriously wants to go to a school that would cost approximately double my yearly salary, just for tuition.

I really set myself up for this; you see, I told her the truth about a week before this. I told her that God wants her to know that he has big plans for her, that he actually has a specific plan and a specific purpose just for her - all she has to do is listen to him and join him in it, in what he is doing. I also told her that if God wants this for her, he can make it happen, no matter how impossible it seems, and then I let it slip: "I'm open to whatever God has for you." FOOL! Anytime you start speaking Truth, be prepared for God to have different plans than you have in mind.

Thus, she requested information from this school, and, instead of getting a nice, glossy packet, she gets a phone call/interview followed by a request for us to come have the meeting of which I wrote before. As my best friend Stephen would say, "Buckle up!" God is really making me nervous. He's making me think that I might actually have to consider this, that this (very expensive, not completely practical) dream of Emily's might actually be part of his plan. And here I sit, having already told her that, "I'm open to whatever God has for you."

There is no guarantee that this will amount to anything. Maybe it will just be a tour that shows us that this place is not the place for her. Maybe it will just be a meeting that provides great information to be archived for later use. But maybe, just maybe, God's plans are very different than mine. We shall see.