At 2:30 last night we weren’t looking forward to school. That’s an understatement. Actually there were lots of tears.
Trae had to be out of town for the big day and evening before. So I thought I was facing these jittery nerves on my own.
I was wrong. When I talked to my love this morning he said that the Spirit woke him up to pray for us in the middle of the night—the same time we were having a melt down.
Isn’t God good?!?
I was never all on my own with this.
The situation was being taken to the throne without me even realizing it.
I’m so thankful for the guidance and intercession of the Spirit. For the obedience of His servants. And for some girls that went off to school without a tear in their eye.