The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in him, and I am helped. My heart leaps for joy and I will give thanks to him in song.
An email arrived at my inbox yesterday titled “final credit list – Paul Tessier – pending.xls”, from Michael Smith at WPI. Heart-in-throat I clicked the attachment; heart-in-toes I read that they credited me only 10 classes, leaving me in limbo somewhere between Freshman and Sophomore status. Freshmen at WPI complete 12 classes by the end of their first year.
A kick in the gut kind of feeling; a hopes-dashed kind of feeling; a reality check? Though I was assured unofficially I could graduate with my classmates in 2006, nobody with any actual power said so. Thus change in our life comes, as a sudden uppercut to the jaw or an insidious slide from hope to realism. Much prayer and debate will occur before I decide a course of action. These choices, foisted upon me unwilling, seem coldhearted and cruel: know your desired life and make the choices to tread that path in a virtual heartbeat. But I know only that I want to do God’s will. He can take any situation and work His good from it, I think, so that whether I take my time at WPI or return to Clark, in ultimatum God’s plan will come to fruitition.
– KF –