It Is Well

Today is Tuesday and as most of you know I go to school on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Well today I drove down to Northridge, arrived at my normal 7 am, ate my bagel and drank my coffee, and then walked up to my first class (Sign Language). So I was sitting in the class for a little while talking to the girl that I sit next to (she's the smart kid in the class who already knows Sign Language; she's super annoying, but a great help when I don't know what's going on), I suddenly realize that it's 7:35 (our class starts at 7:30 in case you were wondering why I get to school so stinking early). So we sit and wait... and wait... and wait until about 7:45. You're technically allowed to leave if the professor is more then 15 minutes late, but since we had no were to go at 7:45 in the morning we decided the responsible thing to do was to text message him (he's deaf so since we can't call him, we text him) and see if he is on his way. I was elected the texter 1) because no one else wanted to and 2) because I was the only one who wrote his Sidekick number down. So I asked him if he was in traffic and if he was on his way. He texted me back saying that class was canceled and he had emailed everyone that morning. Ok, I wake up at 5:30 am and leave my house at 5:45; there is no way that I have time to check my email before I leave! To say the least I was kinda pissed off that class was canceled (I could have been sleeping in my warm car instead of sitting in a cold classroom). I wandered around for a few minutes wondering what I should do with myself; my next class wasn't until 9:30 and with my huge mug of caffeine running through me there was no way I was gonna get any sleep. I couldn't believe he didn't let us know sooner. But then I remembered a song that had played on my ipod on my drive here. It was the old Hymn It Is Well With My Soul. The lyrics go:

"When peace, like a river, attendeth my way, When sorrows like sea billows roll; Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say, It is well, it is well, with my soul. It is well, with my soul, It is well, with my soul, It is well, it is well, with my soul."

Now, granted a class being canceled is hardly "sorrows like sea billows rolling," I was still some what comforted by this song. I realized that a class being canceled is hardly the end of the world and I should be angry about it, but rather thankful that I get to take a break (and write a new post on my blog). Right now I can truly say that "It is well with my soul."