She sat in my desk chair looking downtrodden. She had only a few more minutes to pay the down payment on her tuition before the school would drop her classes. She had no money and no means of getting the needed amount. She kept assuring us that God knew what He was doing.

She got up and went back to her room. A few minutes later she returned to our room in tears.

“Someone anonymously donated the exact amount I needed for the down payment,” she said.

I screamed.

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