Because I promised
Ohh, we are such terrible bloggers! But I promise to reform. So, it’s August of 2008 and I’m about to start my last year of grad school. Everybody shout huzzah! The thought of committing to a Ph.D right now makes me crazy; I have so many things I need to do and places I need to be – I’m a girl “on the go” (to use one of my most detested phrases). But, while I’m counting the months until I’m finished the MA, I’m determined to enjoy this year. I’ll be taking courses in Old English (with Nathan!!) and Shakespeare, so this is practically a dream semester for me. I’m simply not going to let myself continue to be consumed with self-doubt, like last year. In fact…while I was lethargically lying in bed this morning, not entirely certain whether I was still sleeping or awake, Nathan came in looping his tie and plopped down a Bible, read me John 1. Then he began spouting off some brilliance about how he’s been discussing with his students that education is an important part of imitating Christ and becoming the new creation through studying this creation (I think this is what he said – sorry if I’m wrong, sweet!). So now it’s 9 a.m., I am finally coherent, and I am trying to recollect all that he said to me. Wouldn’t that be something if I worked to imitate Christ while studying for my comp exam? How can I do that best? What if that’s even more important than passing them? (but honestly, people, don’t you agree that Christ would’ve skipped Tristram Shandy too?) Oh Sarah…!
But now I have to tend to the two furry pieces of creation that are currently tearing apart my living room. Have a nice week – please pray for us students!
Love,
Sarah
Nice writing, yoo too! Like it says, “Study to show yourself approved…”. Our cat, Chowder, comes and gets on our bed starting at about 5 or 5:30 A.M., and has been Vicki’s alarm clock. Vicki carries her downstairs saying “My ghoodness, my ghoodness!” just like that cat was a baby, which she is I guess, being only 5 1/2 mos. old. She caught her first mouse 2 nights ago and brought it live out of the pantry to me. She put it down, and as it sat up on its hind legs, I placed a glass over it, slid a piece of paper beneath it and carried it outside and released it.