This week was a busy week for me. I\u2019m finishing up my first semester of my last year of high school, which means tests and more tests. I had my biggest and hardest exam on Tuesday, and though I thought it went well, it reminded me how small my perspective is.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I was sitting there, my hand quavering as my brain raced through possible complex sentences (I write like a novelist, short and punchy, which is great, but essays and novels are a wee bit different). Then it struck me, this test is so little<\/em> compared to the grand scheme of things. Sure, it\u2019s the biggest, hardest test in high school, but if I flunked it, (not that I think I did) God can still use me. My worth is not dependent on grades, despite what my perfectionistic tendencies tell me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Of course, that doesn\u2019t mean I shouldn\u2019t try my best, either. I should do just that: my best, without feeling like the world will end if I don\u2019t get a certain grade.<\/p>\n\n\n\n All this to say, our perspective is tiny. We are stuck within the laws of time and space. We will never be able to understand everything on this ticking time-bomb of a planet. But maybe that\u2019s something to be thankful for. We don\u2019t have <\/em>to know everything. We can learn. We have the greatest Teacher. We might as well let Him teach us.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" This week was a busy week for me. I\u2019m finishing up my first semester of my last year of high school, which means tests and more tests. I had my biggest and hardest exam on Tuesday, and though I thought it went well, it reminded me how small my perspective is.<\/p>\n