In the stress of mid semester, I find the most difficult thing for me to NOT do is get angry at people.
I keep wanting to scream, “DON’T YOU SEE I’M BUSY?!”
Don’t you understand I have school work to do?
Don’t you understand that everything you don’t do, promises you don’t keep, and considerations you don’t give me, tear me apart right now!
I am tired and stressed, surrounded by other tired and stressed students; we act like a school of feeder fish, being herded into a food-ball for the barracudas to eat.
In one twenty-four hour period my summer class schedule changed 4 times, a friend dropped a promise, and I had a professor “call-me-out” twice in one class….and I wanted to cry.
I wanted to wail “no-one cares for me!”
I wanted to go find a sympathetic shoulder with a box of tissues.
But in all this chaos, the words that keep floating to the surface of my mind are from the One who calmed that storm,
Like a life-line,
Like a hand up, when I fall down;
The friend who has neither left me, nor forsaken me,
and I find shalom.