I got out of the car today as I was coming home. It was a long Monday. I had the radio on and the disc jockey stated that today was the National Day of Failing and of Resting. I told my dear sweet husband this as I walked through the door. He said something like, "Well, now that you have failed, you can rest." Isn't that the truth!!!!
I sat there. I have to fill out some papers and scan them in. I am preparing for the last two classes. I picked up a book and again, my dear sweet husband tells me, "What! You think you can read now because you aren't writing?" I laughed. This is exactly how I felt.
Later, I spoke to my chair over the phone. We reflected. She told me how amazing and how proud she was of all of the work that I had put into my degree. I was so close but I really don't feel bad. I fought so hard for so long to try and finish. I am ok walking away with the consolation prize of a lesser degree. God has a plan in place. He has a good plan for me. Maybe the way to proper is to first fail.
I find today apropos for the sentiment. Already I feel myself letting go. I feel aspects of myself already growing again after being stifled for so long. I thought it would be hard to write about but... it's not. God is for me, then who can be against me? (paraphrasing Romans 8 here). Today I took time out of my day to give thanks and praise to God Who looks out to me. I am now and have been, blessed beyone all measure.
The Bible says that the ending of something is better than the beginning. There is relief and peace. I am humbled, but in a good way and now there is more of me to spread (because there is a lot of me to spread). I'm excited to see what the Lord has next for me. In the meantime, Praise the Lord!