Friday, July 12, 2013

Let's aGRE to disaGREe.

Yesterday I took the GRE.  It's a pretty hard test - one which I am entirely too old to take for no good reason at all.  It's kind of like taking a version of the SAT for kids that are going for a masters degree.  "But Adam" you say "I thought you already finished a masters degree?"  I did.  Weird huh?  So anyways I didn't decide to take this test until I found out that I needed it asap for an application last Sunday.  I did say Sunday and I did say I had to take it asap which was this Thursday.  And I hadn't yet studied for it.  At all.  My week consisted of five days of prep and lots of long nights locking myself in very quiet offices away from my boys.  I didn't see them awake for three days and really missed out on some good times.  But this was important so Michelle helped me out tremendously and I buckled down.

Then came the actual test day.  I was a nervous wreck.  I didn't know what to do because I knew I was vastly underprepared and a certain-rather high-score was required for my application.  I figured it was little more than a lost cause. My heart was racing my palms were sweating my innards were vacating and I was honestly scared.  On top of it all we left late because I was busy studying and didn't get to Utah State University until 6 minutes before the test was scheduled to start--not 30 minutes early like they instructed me to be.  I was a wreck.

As we came through the canyon I must have been venting about it a lot.  My boys were being very good but I think I snipped at them once or twice.

And then something cool happened.

Brigham said "Hey guys I think we need to say a prayer for dAddie."  And he arranged everyones attention while he offered up the sweetest most heartfelt prayer for they guy in his life who is supposed to have it all together but didn't.

In that test I can think of three times where I started to tense up and get sunk by the persistent clock ticking down on the screen but in each of those times I remember looking back in that mirror and seeing a little boy full of faith and vinegar bow his head and supplicate God Almighty with true earnestness and I felt peace.

It's good to have a family.

5 comments:

Marliese said...

That is an awesome story. I wish I had the pure faith of a child. Hope your test turned out okay!

Kim-the-girl said...

Kids are the best. Hope your test was great. Hey, we are in Utah, we should get together!

Saunja said...

Oooooh, that test IS a bugger. I took it last Fall. Not fun. Good job!

Ian said...

That is really sweet. What good boys you guys have. Hope all went well. It was great to see you guys!

Ian said...

We'll this is Sheryl logged in as Ian, just incase it didn't sound like Ian ;)