Blessings and Perception

During my quiet time one day a thought popped into my head: would you like to be able to do a writer's retreat, even if it was only for three days away in a hotel?
I said yeah I'd love to, but I have to fill my summer with paying teacher workshops.
I've been putting off doing my summer budget because I knew I didn't have enough to make it through. But I prayed and put everything in God's hands and began jotting down what my bills would be for the next three months. Because although summer break is only two months, the school year starts so late I actually need to cover an extra month.
So I listed everything. Cringed at the figure listed, and then listed my income through the end of this school year, plus my savings.
God moment.
I don't have to work this summer.
Not only that...
I can do a writing retreat while my daughter is at church summer camp.
Obedience is blessed by God. I know God really wants me to focus on getting this Young Adult novel completed. It's a Christian fantasy book (think CS Lewis or JRR Tolkein).
Having the summer off I have no excuse not to write at least 6hours a day.
So what does that have to do with perception?
Proverbs 3:5-6 Trust in the Lord with your whole heart and lean not on your own understanding...
I made a choice about two weeks ago to obey God's call for me to live a life apart, to obey Him even when I don't understand.
Part of that is witnessing more and sharing His love with lost people.
Unfortunately, when you spend time ministering to the world, there are those Christians who think you've gone back to the world; look at you as if you are a backslider.
It pains my heart but I know I'm in God's will in what I'm doing and those that truly know me and love me will not mistake the glow on my face as coming from anywhere but Christ.
I wish more Christians had a heart for the world.

Perception: God does not bless disobedience. A summer off so I can write is a blessing for my repentance and obedience.
Now I wonder what will happen to my reputation when I start hanging out with prostitutes on Nebraska Ave sharing coffee and Gospels of John with them?