I consider myself a very organised person. Okay, so when my second semester of uni kicked in, I was well prepared with my colour-coated, weekly timetable set up. All my books ready, notes all written in order to get straight onto my assessments for the weeks to come. My course outlines were printed and filed into my book, and my alarms were all set for my 8:00am mornings.
I felt extremely ready! As I turned up for my first day and my first subject lecture, I found my room, sat down and began to listen and take notes. I was proud I had accomplished day one so smoothly. As day two came around, I was full of complete confidence in myself. I turned up to my lecture of my second subject early and found my room (according to my uni timetable).
Realisation
I walked in, sat down and set myself up for the two-hour lecture ahead. Books open, pens at the ready. As I looked around the room, getting used to all the faces that I would be spending this next semester with, I felt pretty accomplished once again. But then, horror struck! "Welcome to CMN102."
Get me out of here!
What? CMN102? My subject is CMN105! In that instant, I knew it was too late. I couldn't get out of the room. I was trapped, and in the wrong class! I had never felt my face burn so harshly before. As I sat there watching everyone calmly opening their books, listening to their lecturer, I sat there face-palming myself. I could not believe I was in the wrong room! "Cartia! How could you get this wrong?" I kept asking myself.
I started trying to work out a battle plan. "Okay so if I just sneak out when everyone starts laughing at something, then maybe..." But this had to be one of the most serious lectures I had ever been in, and that is saying something. Luckily, the lecture only went for 45 minutes, so I didn't need to learn about communication techniques for that long.
Mistakes are a part of life
I know I make mistakes. We all make mistakes. We make them so often that you could say they are a part of life. Mistakes are an act or judgment that is either misguided or wrong. Sometimes the mistakes we make are meant to happen for a good reason. Sometimes they are not all bad, but what we see as a mistake, could be God preventing us from doing something worse, or something worse happening to us.
As I shake my head and laugh at myself now for my sudden room change at uni, I am reminded that I serve a God who never makes mistakes; never has and never will. I think about all the times God has forgiven me for the mistakes I foolishly make on a day-to-day basis.
He has forgotten
What love, grace and forgiveness God has to look past all the wrong things we do, and to look at us as he has created us; his children. In Psalm chapter 103, verse 12 it says, "Stop remembering what God has forgotten." We, as humans, tend to hold onto our mistakes and remember them as an embarrassing or bad moment in our lives, but God has already forgotten them.
As life gets busier, I make more mistakes. I am going to make plenty more mistakes as I grow older. We must remember that God's love for us knows no bounds—he sent his own son to die; to wipe out our mistakes and give us his perfect record. How incredibly comforting is this, to know that no matter how many mistakes we make in our life, because of Jesus, God will always love us the same, now and forever.
Cartia Moore is a connoisseur of fine chocolate and a sword fighter, trained and skilled in the art of fencing. She is currently studying a bachelor of arts majoring in drama. Her focus is film, television and swordfighting sequences. She hopes to graduate and form her own drama and acting school.
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