I remember the few months before I went off to college.
They were a blur of worry, stress about money, and distance.
I remember praying daily that God would provide every cent for my school payments. I mean, he had called me to go to this school, so why shouldn’t it be provided for.
My parents weren’t in a good financial place to pay all of the payments that the school loans wouldn’t cover.
But somehow. I made it.
I made it because my parents skimped.
I made it because my mom took old gold jewelry to a pawn shop and sold it for my tuition.
I made it because my pastors donated a hundred dollars a month to my account.
I made it because my aunt blessed me with almost four hundred dollars.
I made it because my school decided to give me a small scholarship here and there.
I made it because God provided for all of these people who in turn wanted to bless someone else.
I made it.
Now that I’ve made it through, I want to thank God and every person that had a hand in it.
I’m so thankful that people saw the potential in my heart, and what God wanted to do with my life, and they wanted to be a part of it.
I look back on all the times where I thought we wouldn’t make a payment and then somehow it worked out.
I look back on all those people who blessed me, and I want to be someone who does the same.
I want to help someones dream come true.
I want to do whatever it takes so my kids can do what they love, and what makes them happy.
God has blessed me, and though I have little right now, I want to bless others.
Because others are why I made it.