Perseverance

I've spent the last year and three months trying to pass one test that would predict my future. After eight tries and exactly two points from the passing grade, I still didn't pass. I thought I would face one final try. Try number nine. But in a twenty minute meeting with my adviser my lifelong dream of being a kindergarten teacher came crashing down on me. I was done. No more tries. I finally had to give up. After months and months of failing and still trying, I'm throwing the towel in. God showed me the real meaning of perseverance through the last year and three months. It took everything in me to continue walking out of that testing center with tears streaming down my face saying "It's ok, I'm gonna try again." It began to rob me of all confidence in my abilities. Was I really cut out for this? Or was it just meant to break me? I don't really, truly know the purpose God had in making me go through all of that. Neither do I really know for sure what is next. But what I do know is that God has given me an unbelievable peace that I can't describe. Although it all is quite scary, I'm finding comfort in the fact that God has much bigger plans for me than I have for myself.  I'm learning that I need to stop putting God in a box.