Reaping what was sowed

At one point, I was almost convinced I can't make it. The results of the first exams were discouraging (not that I failed, but some of them were not good enough as what is required). Some of the reading materials seemed to be way much for what I can comprehend. The requirements were complicated, I could hardly do anything.
I remembered a conversation with my thesis adviser.

Dr. Bantayan: Ilang units ka ba ngayon?

Me: 12 po.

Dr. Bantayan: Maximum load yun ah. Kumusta naman?

During the final week, I understood where that reaction came from. It was really one hell of a week. The tightness of my schedule was unimaginable. It scared me even more.

But God has always been good. He never failed to inspire me. It was through Him that I didn't lose heart. It was through Him that I still held on to hope. I have come this far so God must have something good in store for me.

And I was right! I got a grade more than what I needed. I got a grade more than what I prayed for.

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Dear God, thank You for keeping me strong. I still have three more semesters to go through. They may be tougher, may be more hostile, I have no idea. But with you beside me, I know I can always make it. Please help me remember that. Please help me not to feel aloe. Whatever I have achieved now, oh Lord, s for Your glory. Please show through me how mighty You are.