This semester is quickly coming to a close. Teachers seem to be rushing through their last lectures trying to make sure students learn everything they need to. Boys are getting in their last chance professions of love before break. Looks have stopped being a priority for the girls. And parents keep asking you if your grades are high enough. Stress is certainly at an all time high. People are asking themselves, Will I pass? Will I fail?
When I came to school in August, I thought the worst thing that could happen is that I would fail out of nursing school. How God has taught me to see him for what he is and know he is in control of my future, pass or fail. I’m his daughter and he loves me. I look back on the hardest semester of my college career and realize the blessings that God gave me. One in particular is my roommates and their love for me; they seem to always have a listening ear and much needed hug. God uses his people to help each other. God is good. He is constant.
And I’m thankful.
-curls.
