Testimony of Healing July 5, 1982 Issue

One winter quarter at my college I registered for a math course...

PATRIZIA STORTONI

One winter quarter at my college I registered for a math course that would fulfill a requirement: beginning calculus. The first nine weeks of the eleven-week quarter were wonderful—both freeing and challenging. Into the ninth week I cut a couple of classes for a frivolous reason: to take a skating lesson. My lesson time had been rescheduled, and now it conflicted with this math class. I could have asked for makeup sessions at the rink. Instead, I thought to myself, "I'm getting an A in this course. Two days off won't hurt me."

But they did; I had been getting an A because I had been studying every day. In fact, I had looked forward to homework in calculus. But cutting those classes made me feel out of sync with the course work when I went back. I began to panic. Then I cut more classes to "catch up on my own" (I told myself) and fell further behind. The last week of the quarter, I got a little help from my friends and my professor who, by the way, was disappointed with an A student gone "no credit." I continued to cram, which made me restless and sleepy. There was no hope, I convinced myself. I felt I'd either have to ask for an "incomplete" or fail the course.

Then I did what I should have done right from the minute the thought of cutting class had popped up—I turned to God. He had been with me right through the first nine weeks of class. He certainly was with me now.

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