It always works out, always, maybe not in my timing, maybe not the way I want it to but the way it is supposed to. Month after month my bills get paid. Not in the timely organized fashion I would like them to, but they do. This month feels like my tightest month ever, the one that has caused me the most fear yet. But I refuse to let fear out run my faith. No way.
Deep breaths, positive thinking, and a lot of prayer.