I read something a while ago that spoke of how we as christians should be expectant.  It was referring to Matthew 7:11, which says that if we as evil people know how to give good gifts to our children, how much better are the gifts our heavenly Father will give if we only ask for them?  What I remember about the article was how it made me realize that when I’m not expecting God to pull through with the best plan for me, be it by providing miracles or not having things go my way, when I’m so surprised that He works all things for the good of His children… I’m not believing that my God is bigger, stronger, tougher, and able to do anything. 
I gave my 2 weeks notice at my job and had my last day at work on January 2nd.  I knew it was time to leave, and that if I didn’t I would never get out or I’d get fired.  I also have been getting a lot of words about going to cosmetology school, and I decided that if God is going to continue to make a point of telling me it’s a good idea, I should look into it.  So, with very little money and a room that I will have to move out of because I can’t afford it, I began to look into school.  And I did what I understand to be the best thing in these situations: started praying for God’s will to be done with my life.  My verse for this year (I decided) is John 9:4:

“As long as it is day, we must do the work of him who sent me.  Night is coming, when no one can work.”

As I said a few posts ago, I want to be proof that God can use what seems too broken. 
If the pattern in my life is that once a year God brings me into a place of desperation that brings Him glory, I’m okay with that.  Yet again He has been answering prayers in the best ways, in ways I’m not entirely sure how to react to because I’m not surprised.  I’m so thankful and grateful, and so amazed, but not surprised.  I almost feel that being surprised would be a waste of time, with so much to be done with the blessings that are being provided and so much rejoicing to do.