It’s been about 3 weeks since I have written a post and I know all my dedicated readers are probably wondering what has happened to me (I know I probably do not have dedicated readers but I like to play pretend). The first 2 weeks I was busy working, getting ready to go back to school, and trying to enjoy my last days of summer. This week I am back at school. You may think it is pretty early to go back to school, right? I know you probably weren’t thinking that at all but I will tell you why I am back so early anyway. I had to go to school early to do Resident Assistant (RA) training. For those of you who do not know what an RA is see below.
Starting this journey excites me and makes me a little nervous. I am nervous because I know that I am going to be tested throughout this process. I am really going to begin to see if the things that I write about stick with me. I am going to be put into situation that I have never experienced before; situation that I may not know how to handle. This excites me.
This may sound a little unusual, but ever since I really got into my blog I have been waiting for adversity to strike. Not because I want my life to become messed up but because I want to be tested. Students always complain about tests, mainly because they make up half their grade, but tests are important. They let you know if you are on the right track, especially tests that life throws at you. I believe life is the greatest teacher that teaches the most important lessons. This results in life having the greatest, yet most difficult tests.
This is what excites me but it also makes me nervous. I usually don’t get nervous for school tests because I am always well prepared. However, life’s tests are much different. It is a lot harder to prepare for them and I am unsure if I am ready. I am unsure if I am really ready to take all my words into action. This is the point of the test though to see if I am ready. There is no other way to see if I have made any progress in become the man I want to be unless I am tested. Yes, I might fail but I believe in myself and my character and trust that when the time comes I will do the right thing.
The next couple of weeks of training are going to be a little hectic for me so bear with me if I do not post for a while again. Don’t worry though I did not forget about my dedicated readers that hang on my every word (I know you’re out there somewhere). However, in my possible absence test yourself. If you have been working on your skills to meet new people, test them. Go out and try to meet new people. So what if you fail at least test your skills and see where you still need to improve. Sometimes we get so wrapped up in trying to improve something we don’t see if it is actually improving. Sometimes, we just need to be tested.
Has there ever been a time when you were tested by life? How did it work out for you?