Honestly,
this week I am finding it hard to come up with something to be thankful
for. I can’t seem to catch a break
lately. Life seems to have a lot
more downs than ups, but this is the very reason that I came up with the idea
to think about something I am thankful for weekly. To show me that no matter how yucky life might seem to be,
there is still something to be thankful for even if it’s super small. So let me tell you a story of my
experience registering for classes…
This
past week all the students at Eastern started to register for their spring 2016
semester of classes. Everyone was
in a buzz asking which professors are best for what classes and dreading the
fact that an 8am class may end up on their schedule. The student accounts office had students swarming in trying
to pay their overdue bills so that holds would be lifted on their accounts so
they could register. I
managed to make sure everything was fine with my account at the beginning of
the semester and assumed I would have no trouble registering. I met with my advisors and we planned
out the next four years so that I would know what classes I would need for the
spring. Although things weren’t
working out in other areas of my life, this was one thing that I was pretty
confident would work out with little to know problems. That is until the night before registry
opened up and I was informed that something happened with my high school
transcripts. A hold was placed on
my account and I wouldn’t be able to register until it was sorted out. Unfortunately, I found this out late at
night. In a panic I called my
mother hoping she would have a solution, only to be told that there was nothing
we could do until morning since all offices were closed. All night I was anxious that my classes
would fill up and I wouldn’t be able to take any of my required classes for the
semester.
The
next morning I was at work and unable to contact anyone about my
situation. As I kept an eye on the
webpage for registering, I saw the number of seats left in the classes I needed decrease
at a steady pace. Thankfully, I
have the best mom ever because at home she was calling people left and right
trying to work out a way to have the hold lifted so I could register for my
classes. She eventually managed
to convince someone to lift the hold so that I could register, but by that time
one of the classes that I was desperate for filled up before I could click the
little “register” button. That was
it… just another crappy problem to add to my ever growing list of problems to
solve. Since that class was the
only one that worked in my schedule, my only option was to contact the
professor and ask him if he could make an exception and allow me into his
class. As I was about to email him
to beg him to let me in, I decided that I’d check online to see if I had any other
possible options. As I clicked back
to my schedule to look at the class again, what do I see? The exact class I needed now had one
seat open! I quickly clicked the
register button on the course before I even had time to think about it! In the end everything worked out
and my spring 2016 schedule is all set!
You
may be wondering why in the world I decided to share this story with you, so I
will now let you know. This may
sound silly, but I believe that this was a “God moment.” In the midst of the chaos and stress, God saw that I needed
a break and He gave it to me. Now
I know that this is not a huge problem and people deal with far worse things
than this. I would have been fine
no matter the outcome, but I believe that this was a specific moment that God wanted
to show me that He sees me. He
knows what I’m dealing with, and He is capable of helping me through it. This week I am thankful for a God who
has put people in my life to help me through those weeks when I’m having
difficulty finding something to be thankful for. This week I am thankful for a God who is not far from me, even when I feel like He is. This week I am thankful for a God who knows me. This week I am thankful
for a God who sees me.
“He knows my
name
He knows my
every thought
He sees each
tear that falls
And He hears me when I call”
