Same old same old...

(Heavy sigh as she sits down to blog).  Art Therapy?  I can't even get a degree in this town to do that.  What about that?  What the heck?  My options are so limited here in Fresno.  But isn't this where God has me right now?  So what is his plan?  Do I trudge on getting some degree or other here in Fresno?  Do I wait until Chris is done and look for a school in a different town?  Do I just assume that since it will be next to impossible for me to get a degree here in Fresno that will allow me to be an Art Therapist that it is not within God's plan for me to do that?  There's that dang logic again.  Was it logical when he told those fishermen to drop what they were doing and follow him, into the total unknown, with no sensible way to get income, just because it was Him that called them out?  That's completely illogical.  I'm OK with that.  I don't have to function with logic.  I just need to hear that voice saying, "Follow me this way, Kim."  I will follow.  I promise.  Tell me what to do!  I'll cast my net wherever you tell me, Lord.