Sometimes I worry about things a bit in advance. Stuff like finding a job for next summer, I'm really scared of being unemployed. I know it's silly, I mean shoudn't I concentrate on university and the autumn first? But I still worry...

Before I went to my grandparents I talked to my dad about it, who reminded me of relative who owns a hotel up North; in the mountain area to be precise. I thought about it a bit, and one morning as I worried I tried to find her email on my hotmail account. You see, I find calling people I don't know well rather scary too. I didn't find the adress though..

But guess what happens half an hour later? She calls my grandma!
So I gathered my courage and got to talk to her, telling about my experience in the Lee Abbey kitchen. It seemed like both my term dates and experience would fit the job perfectly. So I got her email and promised her to send my contact details and cv. Which I've been writing today.

Isn' it cool how God seems to sort out the things that matter to us, however small and insignificant they might seem? A while ago, when I worried the most about university and money matters, God reminded me of himself as my provider. He told me he will always take care of me.
And you bet He does, in the most unexpected ways!

25"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes? 26Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? 27Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life? (Matthew 6)