Today I am thankful that I am found in Christ. That I am who I am, because he is who he is. That's a whole lot of Scripture-quoting, but it's beautiful truth. For the past week, I've been writing one of the most difficult papers I've ever (and probably ever will) write. There will be an upcoming blog on the experience that the paper's based on soon... when I have two, consecutive moments to breathe. But all that to say, I found myself writing and writing and writing everything that the professor wanted me to say, because I was so afraid that she'd fail me if I said the wrong thing. So I researched and read and processed and wrote. And then, because desperate times call for desperate measures (this blog is full of trite tonight!), I consulted my EX-BOYFRIEND for theological sources, because I knew he'd know of something, and my brain was trying to eat my heart, and I needed something to ground me. Of course Trev knew of something, and he helped me out quite graciously. *Another note of thanks* But, then, it dawned on me that I was so preoccupied and busy with being PC and not hurting my professor's feelings or looking incompetent that I wasn't being me. And that's the worst feeling ever. So I gave it all up and was brutally honest. With some compassion mixed in.
We'll see... it might not get an A, but oh well. I gave myself an A, which is more important, because at the end of the day, it's me who's got to answer to me. And then to God. And tonight my heart's right, a living testament to a good, good God. Mmm peace.
Sweet dreams, Loves. Sweet dreams.
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