I had an Maths C standard FM Test today. On Mechanics. I must admit that I wasn't too concerned about this paper - my physics olympiad training has more than adequately prepared me for mechanics problems.

Yet before the test, I recognised that in the end, God delievers with His infinite grace, while I am limited by my own unreliable strength. So I prayed, telling God that I wanted to submit all to Him.

It was a one hour paper, and after half an hour, I finished the paper. I considered handing in early, but realised that it would be a sign of arrogance, and well, God opposes the proud. So I decided to check.

When I noticed a blatant mistake. I cursed.

After the paper was over, I discovered that that blatant mistake was a cover-up for a far greater careless mistake. I'd lose nearly the whole ten marks from that question. (of a 30 marks paper)

I was, of course, upset. My teacher noticed, and spoke with me for a while, encouraging me. It was then when I realised that I never really did give it up to God. My pride got the better of me.

It is, after all, one thing to say, and another to do. I said I would submit, but when the going got tough, I cursed and leaned on my strength instead of seeking God's peace. Now, I pray that I will have the faith to overcome all obstacles through submission to our Father.

Okay, I'd better end here. The english is getting tacky.