Trust

Hey everyone!

I am so sorry I've been quiet the past two months. My life has been a little crazy lately, but it's good. Life is good! :)

Anyway, I have had a cool experience over the past few weeks. Ever since tenth grade, I have wanted to be my high school's English Sterling Scholar. For those of you who are not familiar with the Sterling Scholar program, I will explain! Each high school in Utah is grouped into a region, and each region has a separate Sterling Scholar "competition". Every high school in the region sends one senior nominee from several different categories to the region level. Each nominee is judged by their portfolio, interview, academics, leadership, etc. It's a lot of work, but the winners get scholarships, so it's worth the time and effort. To become a Sterling Scholar nominee at my school, you have to submit an application, be interviewed, and, in the English department's case, turn in a writing sample.

So, I applied! I was proud of my application and thought I might have a chance, but then I got the date and time for my interview. My parents would be out of town, and I would have no one to practice interview questions with. Then, on top of that, I caught a cold and had a cough. Needless to say, I was terrified.

Fortunately, my grandparents were staying with me and my siblings. They helped me run through a sample interview and gave me plenty of helpful tips. A wonderful neighbor sent me sample questions to answer. And finally, my grandpa gave me a blessing. In that blessing, he promised me that my cough would not be a problem during my interview and that I would have an answer for every question the interviewers asked.

The next morning, I headed off to my interview. I coughed all the way up to the doors of my high school, and then it disappeared. I was able to answer all of the interviewers' questions, and they even seemed to like some of my thoughts! I walked out of that interview knowing I had done my very best.

However, I wouldn't know the results for another two weeks or so. I prayed every night that whoever needed to be the English Sterling Scholar would be chosen and for the strength to be happy for whoever won. After a few days of stress, I decided I would just trust in Heavenly Father and let him figure out what was right. I wish I could say all my nerves went away, but they did decrease!

Finally, the day arrived. The principal called all the applicants down to the front office and gave a speech about how we were all great students and that the choice had been really hard. By this time, I didn't care who won. I just wanted to know and move on! Finally he let us go, and a few minutes later the winners were announced over the intercom. To my surprise, the intercom blasted my name!

While I was really excited, I also felt really bad. I had a few friends who also tried for English Sterling Scholar, and it was hard knowing that they were probably hurt. Luckily my friends are amazing sports, and I know that our Heavenly Father has bigger and better things than Sterling Scholar in store for them. They are too phenomenal to have anything less!

From this experience, I have learned one big lesson. Corrie ten Boom says it much better than I can, so we'll let her!

He knows what is going to happen. So stop worrying and let him guide you, whether you are applying for Sterling Scholar or making a major life decision! (Like which college to go to. Oh joy.)

Have a wonderful week, and thanks for reading!