When It Doesn't Add Up at the End of the Month

I know the money didn't stretch far enough this month. You've done the math over and over, trying to find some leftover that doesn't exist, and the feeling of not being able to provide for your own home weighs on you like guilt, even when you did everything right.

I never measured my provision by the size of your bank account. My riches don't run out, and I promised to supply every real need you have — not every whim, but what truly matters. Sometimes provision comes in a way you never imagined: unexpected help, a new opportunity, savings you didn't know you could make.

Don't carry that shame alone. Talk to me openly about what's missing. I already know the answer before you finish asking, and I'm working on it right now, even if you don't see it yet.