The Day I Decided to Cheat

I was never really good with Math. Whenever I see numbers on my test paper, I’d get instant headaches. So when I took my final exams in Statistics course, I was in a major spiritual crisis. I will never forget what happened that day. It was late in the afternoon, I was alone in my dorm room profusely sweating as I nervously took my old scientific calculator from the drawer and started scribbling the formulas at the back cover using pencil. I sighed a faint prayer of fake repentance while Jaci Velasquez was singing “I Get On My Knees” in the background. I didn’t want to listen to the song but I didn’t want to stop the player either.

After I copied the formulas, I neatly tucked the calculator inside my bag and started out of the door when I realized that I needed to say at least a little prayer. It was very unnerving. How do you ask God to bless your cheating? How do you say “Let me cheat just this one time, I’m sorry, bless me anyway and please don’t hold this against me?”

After so much hesitation, I went back inside, sat in my bed for a minute and mumbled, “Lord… ” Minutes passed and I was still speechless. I couldn’t form the words. I wanted to just get up and go but part of me remembered how Esau lost his birthright for a plate of food.

Jaci Velasquez’s song was still ringing in my head. “When I close my eyes, no darkness there; there’s only light… I get on my knees…”

Slowly, I took the calculator from my bag, ripped the cover apart, dropped it in my study table and went out of the door to face the dreaded numbers in my Statistics exam. I was a bit teary eyed as I walked into the exam room, not because I was going to fail but because I it was a difficult decision that I had to make.

As I quietly settled into my chair, I looked around the quite room to see how my classmates were doing. They had a uniform grim look on their faces. Then something caught my eyes. There on the white board in front of us I saw random formulas our professor wrote for us. The formulas had no names. The trick was for us to identify which one to use for the specific problems in the exam. Those were the same random formulas I wrote in the cover of my calculator.

I felt a lump on my throat as I silently said a prayer of thanks.

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Jojo Agot

Lead pastor at Victory Caloocan; married to Donna; father to Lucas; enjoys books, Coffee+Bear Brand, and movies with magic and flying.

9 thoughts on “The Day I Decided to Cheat”

  1. Thank you Cheryl. In remembered this yesterday during our youth service. Cheating is a major issue among students and I find this story to be very encouraging to those who would rather honor Christ than cheat.

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    1. Akala ko may karugtong na "di natapos ang exam kakaiyak." Hehehe. It happened to me in one of my major subjects, never entered my mind to cheat though. I experienced the favor after standing for what is right even, litterally, I was not able to write anything on my paper. It turned out my prof disregarded the result of that exam… I learned the topics and I past that subject.

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        1. @bobby: Ang bait ng professor mo (sana ganun ka din kabait sa students mo? haha)! Seriously, I think God just wants to see how we handle difficult situations. Most battles are won in the spirit realm before they actually take place in the physical realm.
          @liza: thanks!

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  2. @jojoagot pnu mo nkilala c sir bobby? … oo nga sir bobby manlapig… sna ipasa mo na ko ngayong term…
    nkawaive pa naman ako ngayon…

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      1. @jojoagot ganon po ba. hehe sabhin nio ipasa nia po lahat kme ngaung term… were doing our best naman… btw ngustuhan ko po ung story …

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