The one thing that I absolutely hate to love in life is change. There is no way to prepare for it and, oh, how I wish I could. Why? Because the change that has happened this past month has almost been unbearable. It seems like every day something dramatically changed in my life that I was certainly not prepared for. And the only constant reassurance and comforting thought I have had is,
"God will provide."
And He has.
When my mother totaled her car four weeks ago, God made sure that she wasn't injured. He made sure that she had a vehicle to transport her to and from work. And, He made sure that I had friends to help me get my car to my mom for her to use after she had to take the rental car back.
Getting my car to my mom is actually a funny story. My car is a '92, two-door, 4 cylinder, manual, Geo Tracker. Picture a go-cart slightly more elevated than usual with a roof and that's what my car looks like. This thing has been through it all-rain storms with the top off, the doors falling off the hinges while I was going down the road, numerous stalls because I was learning how to drive it, but my favorite is its belt problems. For some reason, the main mechanical problem as to why I am stranded somewhere at least once every two weeks is the belt. One of the freshmen, Ashleigh Hagan, named it the Banshee and for good reason-the belt was loose and it screeched every where it was driven.
Now that I have given a description of my car, here is the story. It was the Sunday night of my mom's accident and I needed to drive my car to her. By the time I found out about her accident it was around 8 pm. Because of my belt, my car kept dying. It wouldn't crank without someone jumpstarting it. So, I decided to wait until morning to drive down Hwy 5 in case my car stalled and I got stranded. The librarian, Andrea Abernathy, thought this was a good idea, too. However, I needed to drive it about a mile down the road to my pastor's house so his wife, Vanessa, could follow me to Tuscaloosa the next morning. Getting my car to their house was certainly an ordeal. Ms. Abernathy and I spent 45 minutes trying to even start the car. I finally figured out that if I didn't turn my headlights on then the battery wouldn't die. With the help of a librarian, a security guard, a freshman, and a junior, my car finally reached its temporary destination around 11 pm that night.
The next morning was easier. Without any headlights and hardly any use of windshield wipers while it was drizzling, Ms. Vanessa and I made it to Tuscaloosa bright and early Monday morning.
The next change came two weeks later when my Granny passed away. Through this time of sorrow, God has provided me with a school that genuinely cares about the well-being of their students. See, my Granny lived in Tampa, Fla. My family and I had to drive to Tampa for the funeral. This was extremely hard for our family. Granny's death was sudden. None of us were ready for her to go. She was ready, though. If you know the Lord and you're 89 wouldn't you be ready to party with Jesus? Judson College could have said sorry, but you can't make up the test you have tomorrow if you miss class or I don't care that someone you loved died. They didn't. I am blessed to go to a school that understands situations like this. Judson said take what time you need and we will be praying for you. What an awesome school God has provided for me. I can't write too much about this subject for fear of crying and not finishing this blog. Haha. Just know that I will be eternally grateful for Judson's compassion in this time.
This past week, I had to have a wisdom tooth pulled. Talk about painful. Not only was the procedure painful, but the infection I got from the procedure was and still is, too. Yep, another week out of school for Ryan. I have missed the past 10 school days! This is not acceptable! I need to be in school! I miss school! My jaw needs to be its normal size and the pain needs to go away! The provision: God allowed me to be at home with people who have taken care of me and Judson has kept me up-to-date on my homework. Tomorrow I hopefully have my last dentist's visit and the dentist will make this huge knot disappear so I can get on with life.
That's my prayer anyway.
Like I said earlier, I hate to love change. I know it's vital for growth, but, yeesh, can there be some change due to happy situations? Haha. I know there have been many happy changes in my life. It's just here recently the sad situations have overshadowed the happy ones. No worries though, the one constant is God and His promise to provide for me-whatever the provision may be. He has proven it so far. Why doubt now?
Always a lesson learned.