Tomorrow I go in to take my PhD entrance exams in the major and minor I chose. After the tests comes the interviews. For some reason, the tune of the hymn “Oh, How I Love Jesus” just came to mind, except the lyrics I’m thinking of are:
Oh, how I don’t like tests
Oh, how I just detest
Oh, how I don’t like tests
And yet I must still take these
Why I’m not the next hit songwriter, tests are part of school and life. We are always tested in our faith whenever we are tempted to sin, when we have the opportunity to share our faith, and when we’re stuck behind the one person going 45 MPH in a 65 MPH zone. Will we pass the test? In school, you receive grades, often of A, B, C, D, or F. The first four pass; F fails. However, in life, we receive P or F… pass or fail. Either we give in to sin or we don’t. We either share our faith when we should or we don’t. We either practice patience behind the slow person or we get angry and drive erratically and risk causing an accident.
I must take my tests tomorrow and show how much I know and don’t know. It is my desire that the former outweighs the latter, though I know the opposite is true. Knowing that life is full of tests does not make these tests in school any better. I still say, “oh, how I don’t like tests.”
