The time has come once again to prepare for finals and I have been trying my best to just get my grades on the borderline of passing and thus, have had no time to post meaningful entries. Forgive me.
But this is something God has laid on my heart to share with you all and I hope you will be uplifted as I was when it happened to me.
Sometimes God gives us little treasures in our life-- and sometimes, He wants us to expose them to others.
So here's my story:
Two weeks ago I was worn pretty thin. I had just bombed an exam that I had felt I prepared for pretty well-- but it just wasn't enough.
During taking that exam, I was mad. I was furious. I wanted to quit after merely five questions, go up to the professor and give him a piece of my mind! I know some of you that know me could never see that happening, but please remember I am a Fugate.
By the grace of God I finished the exam-- thinking rationally and picking the best answer I possibly could. I left without a word.
As I walked across campus, tears welled up in my eyes. This was the third test out of four that I didn't do well on. My average in this class was already a D. This was a prerequisite course that I must pass to get into nursing school-- which I had already applied for. What was I going to do?
I finally made it to my car and decided-- against my hard-headed will-- that I would turn the radio to 106.9 The Pulse on the way home-- knowing, even if it went through one ear and out the other, I needed Christian music playing in the background.
By the time I made it to state road 121, my emotions had settled a little. I felt calmer, and I couldn't help but notice the beauty of the countryside. It was about 5:30 and the sun had just began it's decent in the western sky. As I noticed how beautiful this all was, Kari Jobe's song, "We Are" was playing in the background.
The words penetrated my heart:
So wake up sleeper, lift your head
We were meant for more than this
Fight the shadows, conquer death
Make the most of the time we have left
We are the light of the world
We are the city on a hill
We are the light of the world
We gotta, we gotta, we gotta let the light shine
I knew at that moment that I had to let my light shine-- even through all my worry about my grade-- and even more so-- my future.
I knew at that moment that regardless of the struggle I was in at that moment-- I needed to lift my chin up and praise God, because even though this situation was tough, He is still GOOD. (yes I meant to type good, not God lol) And that someone may benefit from my light shining-- because I, as a child of God, am the light of the world.
So while processing this, and taking in the immense beauty of the countryside, I decided to take a picture. I realize it wasn't the safest idea ever-- but I used safety precautions, and kept my eyes on the road using my nifty side button to capture the pictures. I took several, with the intent of sharing one on Instagram with the above lyrics... After looking through the several snapshots, I found this...
My God is real folks.
And He is there and cares even in the midst of me freaking out over something as minuscule as a grade.
What do you see?
A cross?
Cross-heirs?
I will let you decide what this all means to you-- and hopefully you will be inspired and impacted by this in your own unique way.
I will fear no evil (or grades, or failures, or humiliation)
For my God is with me
And if my God is with me
WHOM THEN SHALL I FEAR?
May the Peace that only my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ can offer, be with you
- Miranda
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