This past week was midterm week at Yonsei.
It was also the week my body contracted a mysterious stomach virus that left me bedridden and sent me to the hospital, unable to study with the effort required to achieve the Christ-glorifying results I endeavor toward. Not exactly the best timing, right?
I faced a thick temptation to complain, pity, say that it’s “not fair.”
So I waged war against all negative, pessimistic thoughts by memorizing this verse in my native tongue. And it proved to be a great weapon in the fight against doubt, anger, and frustration. Hmm, that sounds familiar. Sword, spirit.