Well, here 'tis. Monday afternoon. My bad finals are over; all I have left is Economics and then a motherload of story writing. The weather outside is lovely for December 11th, which helps, even though I am standing in the scanner booth in the dining hall and looking out from inside at people playing volleyball. I couldn't play anyway because I am sick, so I am content to watch.

I was feeling very unhappy earlier today, due to a final, but I have little reason to complain, all told. I am enjoying people, even if I am not enjoying my tests. I am learning how to rest on others much more than I ever have before.

Curious how that is. I had to learn to trust in God with everything last semester at home. Now I am translating that over to other people. Earlier today when I was feeling so bad, I was praying to God desperately for help. Normally, I then feel comforted and safe and able to keep going. This morning it felt like He was saying, "No! You're not getting it from me this time. You have to go talk to person X." So I talked to person X, and now I feel so much better. But it was odd, because it has never happened that way before.

I trust that God is using every little detail of what is happening in a neat, big story that has implications far beyond what I can see. I will need the lessons I am learning for some particular purpose.  ¶ 12:22 PM