Do All Things

 
Yesterday, I did something that scared me a bit.
At first.
 
I registered for my next term at college.
Three Classes.
Four Nights a Week.
2-3 Hours a Night.
 
I clicked the "register for this class" button three times 
and each time there was this little voice,
"Are you crazy?  How are you going to do three classes?
You really think you're going to keep that 4.0? Yeah right..."
But I clicked that button anyway.
 
I'm a wife, momma, full-time out-of-the-home employee, and college student.
It's only three classes.
Right?
 
My hubby said last night {as I was freaking out a bit},
"You can do all things, remember?  It's your time, babe."
 
 
He's right.
Of course, he is.
He gave me the words I needed to hear.
That it was okay and that we are here for each other.
That HE has my back. 
 
It's going to be a hard sememster.  I know that.
But knowing is half the battle...
{lol - G. I. Joe, baby...}
 
And I can do this!
Not only does my hubby thinks so, but deep down...
I know so.
 
Philippians 4:13, loveys.
  
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