15: At Peace

I'm far from finished in reviewing for my exam tomorrow, but weirdly, I feel a certain kind of peace. Usually I'm teary-eyed and panicky at this point--like a heavy typhoon over the sea, creating heights of uncontrollable, explosive waves. Amazingly though, I'm calm. The calm comparable to that of a smooth-flowing, fresh-water spring, with birds sweetly chirping and the slight hush of the wind complementing its serenity. I don't know if this is just me and my rationalization of learned helplessness, or if I really feel that I can survive this.

Come to think of it, I will survive this, actually. I believe. I know He won't let me down.