God’s plans aren’t so fragile that one bad semester breaks them.

A plan that one rough term could destroy was never much of a plan. Bad semesters happen for a hundred reasons, some of them nothing to do with effort, and from inside one the entire future looks cancelled. Grades are real and they matter for certain doors. What God is doing with you is not built out of material that a single transcript can break.

Deal with the actual situation instead of the catastrophe version of it. Talk to the teacher, find out what can still be recovered, work out what went wrong mechanically. Let the rest be next term’s problem, because panic is a poor study partner.