My hands
shook as if I had palsy of some kind; my fingers going everywhere except to the
designated keys to form the words that were being dictated for all of us to
take down, verbatim, with 95.5% accuracy. “Why, Lord, why can’t I pass this test?”
Welcome to
Coffee Hour with Chicklit Power and Wednesday’s Word with Trench Classes
United.
It took me
two tries to pass my California Court Reporting test and receive my license and
I am so, so glad I didn’t give up. Have you ever been so exasperated, so
frustrated you could just scream…or throw something or just give up?
I recently
enrolled in an online class, Sociology 101, for several reasons: 1, I needed my
CEU credits for my national court reporting license but I have no interest in
court reporting education, per say, and 2, I need 12 units to finish my A.S.
degree and 3, I truly want to learn more about how to function more effectively
in the ministry He has called me to and immersed me in. Honestly, I thought it
would be easy, maybe a little challenging, but definitely doable considering my
passion to understand people and how their past influences their present and
derails them from a fabulous future.
I was WRONG!
This class is infuriating and exhilarating all at the same time! I have this
sort of love/hate relationship with it. I am extremely challenged, and it is
moving at a pace that is putting my brain on supersonic steroids! I am having a
hard time keeping up. And when it’s test time, it takes me back to my court
reporting days where suddenly everything I’ve absorbed up to that point seems
to have fled to hiding places that my brain can’t find!
This season
of learning is no different; my first test score was 37 out of 50! I was
devastated, beyond frustrated and even infuriated. I really wanted to quit. My
brain couldn’t comprehend getting such a low score. After cooling off for a
bit, I called my professor sharing my frustration and complaining about the
allotted 60 minutes to answer 50 questions. I mean think about it, that’s some
pressure there!
He gave me a
great study tip and encouraged me to stay in the journey. He let me know he
believed I was invested and he was not going to let me fail…or quit. He spoke
to me as if I were a friend.
What do we
do when we are beyond frustrated, exasperated, and ready to just give up,
whether it is from a class that is challenging our minds, or an illness that is
draining us of energy, or a relationship that is testing our ability to love?
Treat your
struggle like a friend who has something to teach you!
Proverbs 17:17 tells us that a friend loves at all
times. Hmmm, think about it: when we need a friend, don’t we go to someone we
can trust because we know they will be honest with us? We listen, maybe not
always agreeing, but knowing that friend has our best interest at heart.
Perhaps your current struggle was sent to be your friend, handpicked from our
loving Father to continue to do His will in you that He may work through you.
Thoughtfully,
Kim-Evinda
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