First, if you haven't read yesterday evening's post, you might want to scan it before you read this. (I say scan because it's long.)
Second, God is officially freaking me out.
As I recounted last night, I felt confident enough in the internal leading I received plus the scheduling coincidences to go ahead and register for the art class. But I laughingly told God that if he wanted to seal the deal, it would be nice if we received a $200 refund in the mail from some unintentional overpayment so I could pay the class tuition.
This is what came in the mail today. I overpaid our car insurance. Don't ask me how I did it because I used the invoice the company sent me.
Cue in Twilight Zone music here.