He Sees Me

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”