The Little Things
PostPosted: Mon Jan 19, 2004 2:02 pm
[size=84]In each day, I see God, especially in the little things.
Last week, I had a very important history exam. I studied and prayed, yet I felt so unprepared. My mind felt as though it was out to lunch and I couldn't concentrate on the pages of notes in front of me. I saw the tired expressions in my classmates' eyes, my teachers' eyes day after day that week. So the night before the test, I surrendered all of my worries and prayed to God for a snow day, a snow day where my teachers and I could relax a bit but it would be sunny and the roads would still be safe for drivers, that there wouldn't be any accidents because I couldn't imagine getting a day off at the expence of another person's life.
The drive to school the next sunny morning was easy and without slick patches on the road. At school, the parking lot that was normally full of cars was completely empty, the lights in the building were not turned on, and all the doors were locked. Was this the snow day I had prayed for? As I went home, I looked at the blue sky with a warm smile, "Thank you, God," and marveled at all the blessings He had given me. My concentration felt as though it was coming back. I looked at difficult, sample test questions and knew the answer instantly. Although I did not feel completely prepared, I knew I ready. I just wanted to get it over with. Taking the exam, I was very excited. It was one, great-big history party! The questions on the exam were the same as the ones I studied in the sample test, and I smiled as I filled in the scantron sheets with dark bubbles. I felt fatigued as I finished the test, worried that I wouldn't get a good mark, but I was content. The exam was not as bad as it definately could have been. I found myself with one thought on my mind while looking out the window at the piles of snow glittering peacefully outside in the sun:
Thank you, God. 
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