Hope...

It seems like the moment I get a little bit of hope that I might...just MIGHT get into TWU's program, or even Brookhaven's progam, I talk to someone who has stories to tell that dash my hope to pieces. The latest was a story of someone who didn't get into TWU who had a 3.9 gpa. For real? I have a hard time believing that one, but at the same time it causes me to doubt that my 3.5 has a snowballs chance in an oven.

Then I'm reminded, by the Lord and through a good friend, that it's not by MY might, but by HIS WILL. Yes...I've had to study hard (and harder still for finals coming soon). Yes, I may have to take a class or two over to bring B's up to A's. But if it's in the LORD's will that I get into either nursing program in the fall of 2009, it will happen! If it doesn't, I have to rest in knowing that God has a perfect plan. He knows the future...I don't.

My hope is not in my own abilities (or lack thereof), and it's not in the school. My hope is in Christ. As much as I want to be a nurse, the mere fact that I've conquered all the science and math and a few other side courses in the past year that I have is HUGE for me! If I can do this, then anyone can. Seriously! I'll write more later, but my story really begins in the 8th grade when I barely passed pre-algebra with a sympathy grade. That was the last math class I had until this year.

For now, I need to make my bed with clean sheets so I can get into it and get some sleep. Thanksgiving dinner is coming in about 36 hours, and before that Pam will be here. I have a lot more cleaning, shopping, and cooking to do, not to mention two classes in the morning.

GOOD NIGHT!