Saturday, October 27, 2007
I prayed for good results, and told Him what I expected. I prayed for efficiency in work, and told Him what I wanted to achieve. I prayed for my stressful load to be lifted, and told Him what was weighing me down.
I got the results I prayed for the specific grade. I was not impressed. I finished 3 weeks of accounting in one morning and understood, and finished off the last chapter of econs an hour after lunch, and I was not impressed. It's a Saturday afternoon and I'm doing my laundry, and apart of me knows that everything will turnout fine, because I've covered my material and I've got a week to practice, I don't feel the exam stress, and I feel like life is good again, and it doesn't seem like none of the things I felt was weighing me down, is weighing me down anymore.
But I'm not feeling like what I thought I should be feeling. Last time things were "off" and I wanted them "on". Now things are "on", and I feel like they are too "on". When prayer is done right, the power of prayer is scary.
Dan
5:02 pm
