A couple days ago, I came to school and learned of a test that I had not done my best on. As I approached my teacher, to help me more further understand why I did so poorly on it, I was not given the help I needed.
I asked questions and worked hard to put an effort in to know why I had done so poorly. A little background: I focus on school very intensely, and try my hardest always. I was struck back and did not know how to show my teacher and inform him on how I was unhappy with my grade. I had no idea what to do, I was speechless. As I became more and more frustrated, with myself and my teacher I almost began to cry.
I thought, “How could my Heavenly Father not help me out, how could I pass this class without his help?” While studying for this final, multiple and many times the week prior, I prayed for his guidance and help. I thought, I was doing all I could to be prepared, when I wasn’t. As I spoke to my teacher, I almost began to be angry not only with him but with my Heavenly Father for not helping me prepare and be ready for this test.
As my teacher was explaining my faults in the test, I began to pray. I did not pray for anything else except peace and that I would be able to respect my teachers decisions and focus on what I needed to fix. Although, I struggled early on, through prayer and my teachers willingness to help, I learned of what I need to do in the future. It’s a hard lesson to learn when you perform poorly, but I have faith that if I continue to study on the things most important that my Heavenly Father will give me peace and help me understand my faults. As Boyd K. Packer said, “If you stumble, rise up, go on.”