Test Anxiety

I will take Zeke to have some school testing tomorrow morning. As with many unknowns in his life, this news made him anxious. He worried himself all the way to bed. I told him some test strategies--seeing it as a game, a chance to show off, something fun--and nothing seemed to work. Then I told him to ask Jesus for help. He couldn't quite get the whole process. I told him to take his anxiousness and fear and to give it to Jesus on the cross. This made him a little mad. "How is He gonna' help me when he's nailed to the cross?!" I spent a little while explaining the Good Friday/Easter thing. He got that Jesus was invincible and triumphed over death and would help him over his troubles, too. Peaceful sleep ensued.