While I was growing up, my mother and I lived in a poor area of a large city. This was during the Depression, and our income was so small that a college education seemed beyond what we could afford. But we were familiar with the Bible account of Elijah and the widow's cruse of oil that never went dry during a famine. The Bible records God's promise to the widow (I Kings 17:14): "The barrel of meal shall not waste, neither shall the cruse of oil fail, until the day that the Lord sendeth rain upon the earth." My mother and I often prayed to realize the truth that God is and always has been man's only source, supplying him with all good.
We had enough savings to cover the expenses of one year at the private university nearby, and trusted that if a college education was the most spiritually progressive step, money for the following years of study would be available as needed.
Because we steadfastly maintained our trust in God, divine Love, I was able to attend college for the next six years, completing two degrees in that time and training for a year at an art school.
