I just wanted to give God the highest praise and voice my concern on some of my bad habits. The Lord really delivered me! Many of you did not know that I was flunking some classes and financial aid said in order to keep my money flowing in, I had to pass every class. I was fighting to keep up (but not hard) but it just wasn't happening. Well, my TMS payment was late and the school de-enrolled me from my classes. By being de-enrolled, I couldn't attend classes. Now to the human eye, that seemed like a bad thing. Especially with only 4 weeks of class left. Many people were de-enrolled and they were breaking down. At first, I had a peace about it until it got to the wire and I was still de-enrolled. I started worrying about me passing my classes. I started to worry about certain classes and was getting stressed out. The last day to re-enroll into the classes, one needs all the teacher's signatures. I had only 1 signature! My counselor was been negative by saying that I probably couldn't get back in school since I missed the deadline. But I wasn't worried about that, I was worried about passing these classes. The next day, I went to all of my teachers and talked to them about my status in their class (all but two). Each teacher were sympathetic to my story and said that they would work with me. My psychology teacher, Dr. Eldridge, told me that he thought that it would be in my best interest that I didn't re-enroll because there would be no hope for me. In my mind, I took that to mean that I would be accepting two F's ( I have him for two classes). Do you know what two F's would do to my GPA? So at that point, I was very discouraged! I wanted to cry because without financial aid, I was out of here. After talking about it with a friend, I had an epiphany! If I were dropped out of all of these classes, then there is no formal record that I was enrolled in these classes. And if Dr. Eldridge wouldn't agree to let me back in his class, then they can not put that on the transcript...follow me? So, I deleted those classes without the consequences! I am not the superstitious, but just writing this makes me feel like I am jinxing this. But like I said, I thank God so much for making this right. I have learned within these past few months to trust God. Everything he has said comes to past and I have learned to trust Him at His Word. The sad part of this is why can't I praise Him regardless of what He does for me? If He hadn't worked that out, would I have still sung His praises? Of course I would have in a general way, but I wouldn't have been excited about Him. So, does that make me ungrateful or selfish? I view my relationship with God like a parent. If my parents didn't give me money whenever I needed it, would I stop loving them? No. Would I be anxious to please them? Probably not. So what is it about me that makes me feel that way? Now don't get me wrong....I don't appreciate my parents because of what they do for me but I don't get excited about them. Does that make me a bad daughter? Yes it does 'cause I should love them regardless of what they do for me 'cause they brought me into the world and cared for my essentials. So if anyone could leave posts explaining this dilemma or set me straight on this, I would greatly appreciate it.
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