On Friday, I will have my first big exam. This morning I was freaking out about it, because classes have been hard this week. Praying that I would trust God, do my best, and wait on Him for the results.
During my "freaking out" episode this morning, God reminded me it is OK to fail the test, that my worth and future are not based on whether I complete this course at all. God allowed me to come here but His reasons for my being here may be something totally different from what I imagine. Need to mull this over greatly, have not grasped these truths.
Yes - the waterbottle illustration is going to following me the whole time I'm here :-) (i.e. water comes out of a waterbottle when the waterbottle is squeezed because that is what is inside the bottle. When we are squeezed, what is really in our hearts comes out.)