Throughout life, we will be given tests. Christians, as I said in my last post, will be tested and tested in their faith; however, that doesn't mean we should give up!
In the last couple of days, I have gotten some disheartening news in regards to my college education. I found out that, even though all 62 credits transferred to my new college, most of them transferred in as elective credits. This being said, some of these credits were transferred in as a direct match to a class that was needed in my new college; however, many of the ones that I needed to transfer in correctly in order to have fulfilled my general education requirements will have to have a petition to prove what I actually learned in the classroom so that it will count at my new college. After receiving this news, I must say that I was so disheartened I began to cry in front of my academic adviser as I thought all my credits transferred and I could continue in the manner as I did in my old college. Also, because of my late date of registration for my classes, I am stuck with full classes and the knowledge that now, because some of my credits won't transfer properly, I will not be able to take my Accounting 301 course; this sets me behind a semester in itself -- not to mention what will happen if the petitions or the syllabuses don't come through for me
Now that I have explained a bit of my problem, I will share with you my lesson.
Before my transformation, I was a worrier. I would stress and stress until my life was consumed with the problem and I wouldn't let it go until it was resolved. While I was speaking to my mother earlier, I recognized myself going back to this. I started to try to fix everything my way, I wanted the classes my way, I wanted to have these classes my way. I lacked the trust that God would take care of my situational needs in that I need to take English 295 and I need my Communication classes to either transfer properly or I must retake it this semester. I have to have other classes, but these two and my statistics class not transferring properly and are keeping me from entering into my major and, thus, I will be a semester behind. I didn't trust that God would find a way to get me into these classes or that he would provide the means for me to get through them. While my trust and faith in God has grown so much, I still am weak. When my hand gets weak and tired, His still has a hold! I was just thinking about this and calmed my heart. Trusting that God will open a door before He closes one. Trusting that no matter what happens, it is in His plan. Trusting that He will provide what I need! I will continue to look for open classes and I will continue to try to get my past syllabuses; however, no matter the outcome, I will trust in God as His way is the path that I will follow; not my own.
In regards to a pass or fail, I'm not sure what you would want to call this. I could have failed, like so many times before, because I lacked the faith and trust in Him. I could have passed because I realized my fault. Either way, an error has been made, and I tried to take back control.
I will leave you with this:
When you are weak and weary, when you feel like you have nothing left to give and you have failed, God will carry you! He will bring you back to the path that you were meant to be on. He will throw things that are to help you realize your faults, not as a slam, but as a helpful hand. Though the unknown are before you, don't let that keep you from Him. Run to Him, all eyes on Him and you will prevail, unlike I did for the past couple of days. We all stumble, we shouldn't rely on others to help us get back up, but we can rely on Him!