midterms & miracles

summer school epic fail #1 and hopefully last one: thought midterm was wednesday when it was really monday. today. this morning.

on the syllabus that i downloaded, it said that the midterm was on Wednesday July 8, but i guess the professor made an updated syllabus that somehow i didn't know about which said that it was Monday, July 6. i walk to class eating a yogurt, casually walk in, find an outlet, set up my laptop, and get ready to become sleepy. then i overhear a girl in front of me asking somebody if they have an extra scantron, and i'm thinking "why is she asking for one? midterm's on wednesday, girl you got the time, go buy one yourself later." i look around and i see a good amount of people reviewing their notes, and i'm wondering why is everyone studying so hard right now? it still didn't click in my head.

LONG STORY SHORT:
professor shows no mercy. i take midterm unprepared. i hate life.

but this is a miracle story. actually, multiple miracles.
miracle 1) i woke up on time this morning, which gives me even enough time to take a shower
miracle 2) i was going to choose to be a little late to class in exchange for getting to eat breakfast, but for some odd reason, i decided not to
miracle 3) the shuttle bus was packed, but i was the 2nd to last person that the bus driver allowed on the bus, saving me from waiting 12 minutes for the next one
miracle 4) i got to class 15 minutes early (giving me enough time to observe, find out the truth, talk to professor, worry about what to do, go back and beg professor, fail, go out and buy scantron, ask to borrow a pencil, all before he begins passing out the tests)

why are these miracles?
reason 1) waking up is not easy, and i rarely do it (ex. last week i woke up 40 minutes into class)
reason 2) i was really hungry
reason 3) eh this isn't really a miracle, i usually get lucky with the whose-gonna-make-it-on-the-shuttle game, but still!
reason 4) i rarely come to class early, let alone 15MIN early (ex. the day i woke up 40 minutes into class, i got to class one and half hours late)

i can't help but to think that this was not all just coincidence. there's no way. i feel like God had a large something to do with it. He allowed me to make this mistake. He didn't just magically change the syllabus to show me the correct date to save my butt. But the thing is, i feel like He planned everything for me to get to class with just enough time to get everything figured out and be able to take the midterm and not just receive a fat zero. He allows me to make mistakes and screw up, but He also shows me grace and ultimately saves my butt. i know this is something pretty small compared to the "bigger picture", but i'm really thankful. Through small incidences like this, He shows me that He loves me and cares for me, and that He is behind everything in my life. The things He allows to happen and not happen shows me that everything He does is out of pure love. The funny little coincidences are Him telling me "Hey, grace, did you see that? that was me. love ya." i'm a firm believer of "Everything happens for a reason" and i stand assured. God happened. HE IS MY GRACIOUS LIFESAVER!!!!11111