Around here exams are in full swing. Some professors have reputations for giving everyone a pass if you appear to have studied, while others are famous for asking for footnote references in 500-page textbooks (the professor most famous for such things usually only asks it once you have secured a mark of 98 percent or higher).

In college, I was horrible at taking tests. I got way too stressed out. I still remember going into a Calculus final with a B+ average and coming within 2% of failing the whole course because I had insomnia worrying about it the night before.

Having a deeper relationship with Jesus helps out – I know that every will be fine – but I still am not perfect. At the beginning of exams I get all worried, even though I have kept up a lofty average in Theology.

I approached the first exam or two with dread: I blew them away and now peace returns. But really, with the European system here in Rome if you mess up, you get a chance to redo your exam 3 months later (although you max out at 80 percent – basically a B-). Why do we let such little things worry us? God is God, isn’t he? No matter where we are, he calls us to trust him more.