“Congratulations. You’ve passed.”
~The Countess~
“Congratulations. You’ve passed.”
~The Countess~
I’ve just entered the calm. I’m not sure if it’s the calm before the storm, or maybe the eye of the storm, or even the calm right after the storm. I’m defending my thesis in just under two hours, but even typing this isn’t causing me undo concern or a flurry of nerves. I sit here in peace. I feel like I’m in the zone. I’ve reached a focused place, where yes, I can acknowledge that I have nerves, but it’s in a detached way, they (the nerves) aren’t bothering me.
John 14:1 Do not let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God; trust also in me.
John 14:27 Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.
I’m ready for this defense. I trust that God is with me. I am resting in his peace.
Ever lift Thy face upon me,
As I work and wait for Thee;
Resting ‘neath Thy smile, Lord Jesus,
Earth’s dark shadows flee.
Brightness of my Father’s glory,
Sunshine of my Father’s face,
Keep me ever trusting, resting;
Fill me with Thy grace.
Jesus, I am resting, resting
In the joy of what Thou art;
I am finding out the greatness
Of Thy loving heart.
~The Countess~
Yeah, I’m still freaking out about the whole thesis defense. It’s stemmed from my fear of the unknown. I have no idea of what to expect and it’s hard for me to handle. I like being in charge. I like knowing what’s coming so that I can field it. And, here, I don’t. I’m hopefully going to take care of that tomorrow when I talk with my prof. This will happen. And no matter how much I fret or worry over it – it won’t change.
And yet, here I was, sitting in my apartment just trying to breathe so that I don’t start crying. (Aside: I really hate it when PMSing coincides with stressful moments in my life, I seriously don’t need that) And a dear friend posted the following as her facebook status:
What words those are. Not that this will stop me entirely from worrying. But, I needed to hear right here and now, that worrying does not help. I know this. But the reiteration was very timely. And you know, even if I have to pull out a power point presentation for my defense, I can handle it. I have until Monday. That’s plenty of time. And besides, I need all the strength I can get…no bleeding any off to the evils of worrying.
~The Countess~