As I begin this eighth week of the semester, I can honestly say that these have been some of the most grueling weeks I have ever known. I began with a great little schedule and even had some free days written in. None of it worked out. I forgot to schedule in sick time; and all my free days have been used up. I've managed to catch snatches of free time here and there; but very little has been done on schedule. I am caught up in my classes, but I feel like it has been by the skin of my teeth (whatever that is). Every so often, I have had moments of worship while studying. I wish that I had been able to capture them properly, somehow hold them in my hands long enough to write something. They have been fleeting moments, though: the kind of moments that make me sit back in my chair for a moment and say, "Oh, I think I may understand," or, "I want to write this down and think about it later." I'm afraid that later, it may have lost the magic; for part of the magic is in the moment or in the context... This is really no way to go about seminary... I started to write "school," but seminary is much more than school. Seminary is a way of life; and that is what is grieving me about this period of time. Because of the illness and the resulting shortage of time available to me, I have found it necessary to treat seminary like school, to simply memorize rather than reflect. It doesn't suit my learning style at all; and I retain very little. Even if I manage to pass the quizzes, I don't take anything away with me that is useful for ministry because I must go back and do it all over again later. I never wanted this from my seminary time.
Most people's answer is to look at my time management. What can I get rid of in my schedule? What mindless thing am I doing that is keeping me from being efficient? These are all things we went over in the fall, and I've kept them before me like a rule book. I don't suppose it makes sense to people that anyone would do this. My parents understand because they have lived a lifetime with me and know that I take things much too seriously. My friends understand because they know that I am not communicating or socializing much. I'm not even giving the "I'm doing homework" excuse this semester. I'm sleeping, trying to breathe, running to the bathroom... A couple of friends have sent me instant messages late at night asking what I'm doing awake. "I was awake, so I got up to study," is always my response.
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Teaching is not taking a huge bite out of my time. I am not writing very many reflections. SpamBrave is catching 99 percent of my spam. So what can I stop or get rid of? I really don't know? The only thing I know to be a solution is perseverance. When I pray, that is the word that comes to mind. I am learning perseverance. Last semester I learned attention to detail. Now I learn perseverance.