Cosette Snarr

A few months ago, I signed up for Leslie’s writer’s workshop. I was thrilled at the thought of having Leslie Householder’s guidance to help me create a bestselling book just like hers. Naturally, one of my first concerns was how to pay for it. I had funds scattered in a few places but really didn’t want to dip into them. Leslie encouraged me to apply the laws of thought to create the money. I loved the idea of creating and attracting, and I’d used these laws before for some things—but the part of me that needed to see how it would happen was creeping in. I felt secure knowing that if the funds didn’t materialize, I still had enough anyway. Then the pandemic hit.

One day, money I’d been counting on—$6,000—dropped to $34 in my account. Just like that. I was devastated and started second-guessing even attending the retreat. What other calamities were coming?

Then, a couple of days later, my husband came home to say his work hours were cut—from 40 plus overtime down to 32 hours a week. We were grateful he still had a job and insurance, but the question loomed: how were we going to survive, let alone pay for the retreat, which I’d already charged to a card?

My husband and I sat down, crunched the numbers, brainstormed solutions, and made some plans. It was going to be tight, but doable if we really tightened our belts. Then, a wave of peace washed over me, and I said, “God’s economy is not like ours. Everything will be fine.”

Within days, my husband found a second part-time job he loves, making up the difference from his full-time cutback. We worked some other angles, and our checking account balance began to grow again.

Around that time, Leslie announced pandemic-related changes. We could either stick with the original retreat and do it virtually or take those funds to become one of Leslie’s certified facilitators—something I’d already been considering. I was disappointed not to have the five hands-on days with her, but I recognized this incredible opportunity to work even more closely with her, over a longer period.

In less than two weeks, I’d experienced the fall and rise of life’s rhythm, just as the law describes. My initial stress vanished, replaced with the deep knowing that God knew exactly what we needed.