This week for me was a stark contrast to last week. God truly moved in EVERYTHING I was trying to accomplish. His divine hand guided me in all my endeavors. This week's reading paralleled my feelings about God, coming full circle, which is simply the “word God.” And that's exactly what I did this week, I went back to basics. My supervised ministry efforts this week have been pretty lax. I taught a computer course, with a very enthusiastic student, and sat with my supervisor trying to gain knowledge and wisdom on effective leadership and ministry. The one thing that influenced me greatly, that set the tone for my week, was my meeting on Monday. Because of my anxiety over the unknown outcome of the meeting, I will lay out the events that occurred. I must have rehearsed a thousand times what I would say and how I would say it. I tried so hard that I started to visualize the meeting. Monday arrived, I prayed fervently, asking the Lord to remove my thoughts and replace them with His will. Remove the flesh and allow the Spirit to manifest in my life. I entered the room, greeted by my principal and vice principal. My words to them were simply; train me, because my flesh is weak. Sometimes my pride consumes my thoughts and actions. As I walked into the conference room, preparing one last time for my rehearsed words, something happened. I began to feel a sense of peace and calm, which invigorated me. I listened to both the mother and father and listened to their accusations regarding the way I treated their daughter. But the one thing that resonated in my mind, the one thing that stuck, was when I heard the father say, “My daughter thinks you don't like her.” Wow, what... middle of paper... I didn't know what you were going to say. It was understandable that you were angry... but when you apologized and showed such humility it literally touched me. I guess I'm writing this not to brag about how I handled a situation; in all honesty, when my mother and sisters asked me how it went, I simply said God is good. Everything went well. My older sister laughingly responded oh so you let Jesus take the wheel. And that's why this had an impact on me too, because for the first time, when faced with a situation of this magnitude, I let Jesus take the wheel. It wasn't about me anymore, I removed myself from the equation. It was all about God. Which, as Willimon expresses, is what we all need most. This Christian path “consists in what God tells us”. (Page 122) I am able to provide testimony that reflects this; testifying to the goodness of God.