He who controls others may be powerful, but he who has mastered himself is mightier still -Lao-Tzu

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Move over mountain… please.

I’ve had a few (dozen) whiny moments in the past year mostly about my living and financial circumstances.  I am aware that I am human and to have these imperfect and ungrateful thoughts is within the normal parameters of a carnal minded being.  But I have been meaning to write down some of the miracles that have taken place as well. 

With Jason being in school full time there have been some roadblocks in the process.  Let me see if I can explain.  Jason has a brain unlike most.  (definitely unlike mine)  It’s like a magnet, stuff just sticks in it.   On an average day when a person thinks of something interesting (why do so many have a fear of clowns? or Are dogs mouths really cleaner than humans?)  and we wonder about it for a minute and move on.  Jason actually follows through with every thought left unanswered.  (I’m getting off topic here) Ok, so Jason doesn’t learn in a typical fashion.  He struggles learning in lecture form.  He needs application and to be given the info and allowed to manipulate it in his mind his own way in order to internalize it.  It makes college hard. 

Last semester things had gotten so difficult that we made the decision that if he didn’t pass his Calculus 3 class, we would close this chapter of school and he would go back into the work force. He put everything he had into that class.  Tutor center everyday, study every night. He did well the whole semester until his final.  Which he bombed.  Tests seem to eat him for dinner.   So, that night we started looking for jobs.  We were sad and frustrated after years of prayer and fasting and knowing school was the answer. We had a huge mountain in front of us with no clear way to pass.  

We had forgotten that mountains can be moved. 

That night, the instructor for the class sent him a long email giving him both praise and constructive criticism.  He had made the decision to disregard his final grade and gave him a passing grade.  He wanted him to continue on with his schooling.   Financial aid came through that very evening and we felt an overwhelming confirmation that we were doing what we should be.

2 comments:

  1. I love, love, love when I hear of how our Heavenly Father's hand has played a part in peoples lives and I love also that you tell about it and recognize it. Thanks for the little reminder to look for those things every day!

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  2. That is so cool. Btw I miss you!

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