I was not a very good problem solver as a kid. When presented with a problematic situation, I worried too much. Worrying prevents problem solving.
For example, in 6th grade, we were required to bring our own pencils and/or lead to class. No exceptions. I don't remember what the consequence was if we didn't and I don't remember if there really weren't any exceptions to that rule, but I do remember being really worried about some unknown consequence of not bringing my own pencil--or in my case, lead.
I was especially worried on the day of a big test in my science class when I couldn't find any lead in any of my mechanical pencils or in my pencil case. What was I going to do? I was sure my teacher wouldn't give my any lead or even an old fashioned pencil, and therefore wouldn't be able to take the test. Even worse, I didn't notice my lack of writing utensil until after the test had begun so I couldn't ask a classmate for help.
At that point, I honestly couldn't see how there could be any solution to my problem. As I panicked, I said a short, silent prayer. I prayed that somehow I would receive the help I needed to get something to write with. After finishing my prayer, I nervously shifted my feet as I ran though my options one more time. I felt a small bump underneath my left foot.
I was so relieved when I looked down and saw that the small bump was actually a piece of lead! And not just a useless broken reject from an earlier class; it was a full piece of lead! I gratefully loaded it into my pencil and took the test.
Now I know that in the big picture my pencil lead problem wasn't really even a problem. My teacher probably would have helped me out. But the experience strengthened my testimony of prayer in a big way.
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