I've been having a rather nasty time with my schoolwork of late. I've been working my butt off and yet still somehow never manage to do more than scrape a pass in tests, and, worse, failing. In fact, I failed the test for my major. Throughout school and thus far in varsity I've always been a straight-A student of the almost stereotypical variety and this isn't exactly helping me deal with my current plight. In fact, I need to do more than just pass: if I want to get into post-grad honours next year (and believe me I do!) then I'll need to get at least 60% in my major -- which I am currently failing. And so you can understand why I've been teetering on the edge of a big of a freak-out for the past month or so. I'd actually almost given up on this entirely.
And then today happened.
Today, as I was headed for the main admin building to ask one of my lecturers a few things about their upcoming test, I was stopped just outside our dining hall by someone calling me.
At first I didn't know it was me they were calling and carried on walking, but did eventually turn around. It was a girl of about my age who I'd never seen before and she was definitely meaning me. I thought at first she wanted to ask me a question, perhaps looking for a certain lecture venue or something the like as I've often been asked before, but instead she consulted a piece of paper and told me she'd found me as God has said she would. At which point my expression went: "Huh? What?"
She said that God had told her to look for someone, someone wearing green, and sunglasses. She'd also heard the words "door" and "tree". I was wearing green, and - though they weren't sunglasses - I did have my glasses on, and I was standing in front of the dining hall entrance's double doors flanked by two big oak trees - the door and the tree.
And I very nearly cried. Right there on the spot. And I wouldn't have cared even if I had. It was exactly the reminder I needed. I'd prayed before all of my tests and asked God for His help in them and yet they still both went so badly. And of course then you start to wonder: if you pray and ask God for help and nothing happens, and this happens twice, then what's the point? Where's this Almighty God and where is this so-called brilliant plan He has for your life if all you're doing is failing and you can't for the life of you think how on earth this
could possibly lead to a plan to prosper you and give you a hope and a future!
And then Imma (the girl's name) comes along out of the blue, an agent of God, and, straight out of the middle of nowhere, comes up to me and tells me that God has told her to look for a girl wearing green and sunglasses by a door and a tree and to remind her that He loves her and will never leave her or forsake her. And then we prayed together and chatted for a bit, which was wonderful.
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There is no such thing as no more miracles in the modern day. God, You are great and amazing and I love You! Thank you so, so much!