What pathetic human accomplishments of a day! Hahaha. As expected, I did not do well at all on those tests. Never advocating Dr. Vince to have two tests on the same day again... it's just a bad idea.
On a second thought, grades-wise, Geometry turned out alright; Abstract did not. What makes me upset is that I totally knew everything on there! (Such is a rarity; usually, I'd not know the material and just fail certain questions.) I could've done them so easily if I had thought about each question a bit more... so many dumb mistakes on each question. I guess I was just panicking throughout the whole test. Unfortunate, but oh well. I think I'll have to get perfect scores on the next two tests to get a B+ in that class. *shoulders collapse from pressure*
So during the morning class, I was writing to Laura about how I was antsy about getting our exams back, etc etc etc. Guess what happens at the end of the period? The paper slips out, flies across the room and lands gracefully next to his desk. Yeeep. Never writing notes again during class. Dr. Vince laughed it off, but I was really scared for a second, haha. I'm such a ditz. That kept me awake throughout the rest of the day.
I could easily be depressed and repress the anger, but I somehow find myself laughing at self at the end of the day. Not that sovereignty of God is an excuse to slack off, but I'm truly grateful for another day as well as for my failures. I trust that even these are a part of His grand plan, and that He will edify me to His glory using them. What He will have me do in the remaining hours of my life, what overwhelming sea of love He has for this piteous creature, I cannot even imagine or fathom. :)
Thank You for humbling me. I pray that this peace will last.
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Job 38
Where were you when I laid the foundation of the earth? Tell Me, if you have understanding,
Who set its measurements? Since you know. Or who stretched the line on it?
On what were its bases sunk? Or who laid its cornerstone,
When the morning stars sang together And all the sons of God shouted for joy?
Or who enclosed the sea with doors When, bursting forth, it went out from the womb;
When I made a cloud its garment And thick darkness its swaddling band,
And I placed boundaries on it And set a bolt and doors,
And I said, `Thus far you shall come, but no farther; And here shall your proud waves stop'?
Have you ever in your life commanded the morning, And caused the dawn to know its place,
That it might take hold of the ends of the earth, And the wicked be shaken out of it?
It is changed like clay under the seal; And they stand forth like a garment.
From the wicked their light is withheld, And the uplifted arm is broken.
Have you entered into the springs of the sea Or walked in the recesses of the deep?
Have the gates of death been revealed to you, Or have you seen the gates of deep darkness?
Have you understood the expanse of the earth? Tell Me, if you know all this.
Where is the way to the dwelling of light? And darkness, where is its place,
That you may take it to its territory And that you may discern the paths to its home?
You know, for you were born then, And the number of your days is great!
Have you entered the storehouses of the snow, Or have you seen the storehouses of the hail,
Which I have reserved for the time of distress, For the day of war and battle?
Where is the way that the light is divided, Or the east wind scattered on the earth?
Who has cleft a channel for the flood, Or a way for the thunderbolt,
To bring rain on a land without people, On a desert without a man in it,
To satisfy the waste and desolate land And to make the seeds of grass to sprout?
Has the rain a father? Or who has begotten the drops of dew?
From whose womb has come the ice? And the frost of heaven, who has given it birth?
Water becomes hard like stone, And the surface of the deep is imprisoned.
Can you bind the chains of the Pleiades, Or loose the cords of Orion?
Can you lead forth a constellation in its season, And guide the Bear with her satellites?
Do you know the ordinances of the heavens, Or fix their rule over the earth?
Can you lift up your voice to the clouds, So that an abundance of water will cover you?
Can you send forth lightnings that they may go And say to you, `Here we are'?
Who has put wisdom in the innermost being Or given understanding to the mind?
Who can count the clouds by wisdom, Or tip the water jars of the heavens,
When the dust hardens into a mass And the clods stick together?
Can you hunt the prey for the lion, Or satisfy the appetite of the young lions,
When they crouch in their dens And lie in wait in their lair?
Who prepares for the raven its nourishment When its young cry to God And wander about without food?
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