Need to remember that no matter how well I do or how badly I fall. I’ll end up somewhere, perhaps with a bruised ego (sometimes it’s the expectations that kill the most, and yet the expectations are what matter the least), but I’ll be where God wants me to be.
I still remember how in sec 4 awaiting results I kept telling myself/God, “your will, not mine”. I remember writing a lot at that time, about accepting whatever results I get, and trusting God with my future. Little did I know that those results hardly mattered in my life.
I guess the real reason why I’m fretting now is not even cus of the actual result. It’s because I know I didn’t put in my all. It’s not like Os where I was so afraid of disappointment, and didn’t take anything for granted, that I strived so hard. I guess pride got into the way - the knowledge that I haven’t been doing too badly and it prob wouldn’t be too hard to get my As. That was wrong. That’s like me in primary 6, when I thought I’d do way better than 267.
Still, from habakkuk 3:17-18,
Though the fig tree should not blossom/ nor fruit be on the vines/ the produce of the olive fail/ and the fields yield no food/ the flock be cut off from the fold/ and there be no herd in the stalls/ and yet I will rejoice in the LORD; I will take joy in the LORD of my salvation.