They don’t make you feel good. They make you feel worse.
All day I’ve been fighting self-pity. Fighting it. When usually I would give in and whine and get angry. But today I attempted(and semi-failed) to not give in.
I’m an idiot. I have terrible study habits. I’m still getting used to this whole college thing where you actually have to study for tests.
I came home from my evening class and test singing “Jesus loves me this I know, for my Psych test score tells me so”
I got a 92% and I crammed yesterday and procrastinated cramming more today. I took the test literally an hour before the test closed. I guessed on half the questions(An educated guess, of course). I did employ good test taking skills and I took the time to look over my answers a second time, but the fact remains that I don’t deserve the grade I got.
Looks like Grace has learned a lesson. Well, blog-buddies. All my friends are getting engaged and I am waiting. And I’m anticipating some tearing down on God’s part which will prolong my waiting.
But God is sovereign and this was always a part of His plan. I need to chill out and not get angry and huffy and have a pity-party. If I stop to think for more than two seconds I wouldn’t have it any other way. Quit yo whining, foo! You ain’t no Israelite in the desert!