My neighbor Mary’s husband died when her oldest son was 10 and the youngest was four. They had been going to an expensive school to and from which her husband had driven every day in his small car. Mary wept after the husband died–not only because of her husband but because she had no way to transport the children to school and no money to pray for the school. She cried for days until one day the Lord spoke to her heart. “I will educate your boys.” The burden instantly left. That was twenty years ago. Now all the boys have excellent educations.  They scored at the top of the scale for the high school exams and all have university educations and fine jobs.