I awoke this morning with a sense of dread and drowning in worry. It didn't help that I apparently slept through FOUR different alarms and awoke 3 hours later than planned. You see --- the NPTE (National Physical Therapy Exam), my board exam, is 3 days away. Only THREE and this week has not gone as planned. And so --- I have 3 days to learn enough to hopefully slide by with a passing grade. The fear is of not passing, of having this test hanging over my head for another 3 months, or having to study day in and day out till the point of exhaustion. But it happens. Some of the smartest PTs I know either squeaked by with one or two questions or they had to retake the exam. The fear is valid. How I handle the fear is the important part.
It would have been really easy to skip my quiet time today. I got out of bed 3 hours late. I have a ton of things to do and learn. I need to walk to CVS for bread, etc.... So many options for excuses. And yet there was a need to spend time in my Bible this morning. He knew I needed that time and He knew exactly what I needed to hear. One of the verses in Jesus Calling (for Jan 26th) hit the spot.