i had a few thoughts about just not posting today…then i remembered who i am and why i post and what makes me, well me, so i’m posting.
the truth is, my tests did not go well last night.
i feel like was prepared, i had studied and felt like i knew the information as well as i was going to at the point of taking the test – and then i started going through the questions and it just wasn’t feeling right.
the truth is, i’m not the best at failure.
i know, myself, type-a, not loving a failing moment?
i normally work my toosh off to not fail.
i do my best to know what i’m stepping into, figuring out a game plan, and then crushing it.
this was not one of those times.
my brain is not good at memorization or test taking.
now, have me write an 80 page dissertation for my senior paper and i’m golden.
GOLDEN I TELL YOU.
but this material just doesn’t click for me.
so, after having my tests graded in front of me, getting to review the answers, take notes while trying not to tear up in front of other people i get to my car and wept for a little bit.
i called my aunt and my grandfather and talked to them about everything and they always have so much truth and Godly wisdom to keep me grounded and encouraged.
sometimes you just need a little failure.
you MUST have the hard times to push you to be stronger and keep going on.
i whole-heartily agree.
i need those moments to remind me that i’m not perfect, i’m broken, and ultimately i need Jesus.
i failed last night.
but that doesn’t MAKE me a failure.
i’m not always going to understand everything – or make the best grade – or be the best.
it’s true, amy, accept it. 😉
but i’m wired for certain things…and this is challenging me in an area i’m not strong at.
so i keep on keeping on.
and see where the road takes me.
how’s that for a moment of honesty?