Who Likes a Test?
As a child, I hated tests in school. The clammy feeling in your hands, the sound of the clock ticking, wondering if everyone else is ahead of you, and the sinking feeling that you studied the wrong things. I was not a good—or happy—test-taker. Following my surrender to Jesus in my twenties, one of the earliest learnings in my new-found faith, at least in the church that I fell into, was the idea that God tests us. This did not excite me: “testing” brought up all kinds of past