There is need of only one thing

(Lk. 10: 42)

I'm a college student and it's the last week of classes. Finals are next week and I have four of them in:

• Linguistics-oh dear Lord, prayers are needed for this class for many reasons.
• Precolombian Hispanoamerican Culture: I'm not worried; it's just another test.
• Shakespeare: I'm not too worried; we're writing an in-class essay but we can bring our notes with us.
  
• French 101: I'm not terribly worried but I had a role play today that had me worried...

And thus the role play will begin my blog post. My group went today; we volunteered. I was under the impression that my group was prepared for it. But we weren't. I felt ready personally and I felt that I did a good job; I knew my lines and I tried to cover for other people when they forgot their lines. I tried. We did NOT appear professional but I tried.
After we were done, my two of my group members admitted that they didn't care that we'd screwed up. I DID care. I was frustrated and annoyed and a little angry.
So I went to our student center to kill my two and a half hours of free-time between classes. I was going to write my paper that compares the trial of Catherine of Aragon and Henry VIII's marriage with Shakespeare's play The Winter's Tale. I'm enjoying the paper but after my French class, I was stressed and didn't really want to deal with it.
I was walking through Kirkhoff on my way to the bathroom before going to find a comfortable chair in which I could curl up and work. And out of the blue, I see UCO-GR's mission leader, Steve, walking towards me. We talked for a couple minutes and I told him about my French role play and he said,"But you did the best you could. You tried and did everything you could do."
Oh yeah...I forgot about that. It's not all on me.
My English linguistics class is struggling to keep our heads above water. Our professor's expectations are completely absurd for a 200-level class. And I'm spearheading the effort to get our grades adjusted/curved. But there are people helping me.
And it's not all on me. I'm not here to save the world. I'm here to live for Christ and do my best. I have to do my best and do everything I can do. But it's not all on me. People have to make their own choices.

But Martha was distracted with much serving, and she approached Him and said, “Lord, do You not care that my sister has left me to serve alone? Therefore tell her to help me.” And Jesus answered and said to her, “Martha, Martha, you are worried and troubled about many things. But one thing is needed, and Mary has chosen that good part, which will not be taken away from her."

(Luke 10:40-42)

I need to remember this more often. I worry about many things but I'm not alone.

Oh, and I bought a chapel veil today. So I was called upon to explain chapel veils to both Catholics and non-Catholics today-via Facebook.

But every woman who prays or prophesies with her head uncovered dishonors her head, for that is one and the same as if her head were shaved. For if a woman is not covered, let her also be shorn. But if it is shameful for a woman to be shorn or shaved, let her be covered. For a man indeed not to cover his head, since he is the image and glory of God; but woman is the glory of man...for this reason a woman should have a sign of authority on her head, because of the angels. Woman is not independent of man or man of woman in the Lord. For just as a woman came from man, so man is born of woman; but all things are from God.

-I Corinthians 11: 5-7, 10-12

I'm done defending myself for the time being. I need to go print off the paper about The Winter's Tale and then I have UCO. I really need to remember to let Him increase and let me decrease.