Alas...

Alright...so many are wondering How did the test go..she must of aced it with all of her Sam Houston History! Well...I did not end up taking the test. (gasp!)

I went to the testing sight, waited for 45 minutes, got into the classroom where I would be taking my test, looked down at the test..and it was the wrong one. I was registered to take the Billingual 4-8 test. As I have vowed never to teach someone who is taller than I am you all must see that this could never have worked out. I immediately went to the testing administrator and asked him to help me. He called the main office in Boston (as a Yankee lover, I knew at this point I was finished) and said that I would not be allowed to take the test today. I mean, I know all of you know that I never cry, especially when I am overstressed or emotional about something, but I have to tell you I started balling in this dude's office. Poor guy. He had no idea what to do with this emotional woman. So as it stands worse case senario, I will have to take the test in June and pay for it again. We are waiting for the word from the Bostonians.

I can joke about it now, but it really shook me up (if you need verification talk to my mom who had to calm down the incomprehesable non examinee). I was so upset because this is my dream and it was seemingly postponed. But in listening to some D. Webb I was really comforted by these words "love is no politician, no it listens carefully....I'll send out an army just to bring you back to Me.." I realized that God's good purpose is always in play. He has called me with a plan and He will see it to fruition...not me. I often try to do things in my own power...but I have the King of Kings in my corner and often forget about what He is truly able to do. For now, my test is postponed, but I will remain steadfast that He who began a great work in me will be faithful to complete it. Thank you for all of your prayers, I really don't know how I could have made it through the day without them!