I had a late night, an early morning, a day of class, then work. I was exhausted and possibly even a bit grumpy.
Then I arrived at work to find a beautiful poinsettia arrangement at my cube. I opened the note and it read: “Hang in there. Love, Mom and Dad.”
Nothing profound. Nothing life changing. Not the secret to the lottery numbers for tonight. However, those little words and that little thought brought so much joy and encouragement to my day.
I’m so thankful for people in my life who encourage me. However big or small the gesture, it is so appreciated.
I enjoy receiving encouragement. I’m sure others do too. Note to self: pass it on.
Thankful for joy and laughter. The kind of laughter that makes you spit out your drink, cry, and beg it to stop. The kind of laughter that has your sides splitting at the seams. The contagious kind. The kind that comes when you are so tired that EVERYTHING is funny. So funny. More funny than it should be.
This was last night. Put together two roommates, no sleep, end of the semester school work, and just awkward life stories and you get sheer hilarity.
It was so good. Just to laugh. To laugh until the point of exhaustion. I need more of that in my life.
Procrastination is both a blessing and a curse. I have the ability to be completely oblivious to things that are due while still managing to crank out great quality work. This weekend. Not so much…
I have managed to get myself into quite a hole as the next week approaches. As my semester winds down, the list of assignments due piles up. I spent the entire weekend locked in my apartment in my sweatpants trying to survive.
I feel like someone has tied cinder blocks to my feet and thrown me in the Atlantic. I haven’t been able to come up for air yet (this post is yet another method of procrastination). The only reason I haven’t cleaned my room yet is because this is THAT serious. I know you do it, the only time your room gets cleaned is when you should be studying. I had to skip that step (maybe the magnitude of the situation is now sinking in).
However, in the midst of the craziness I am reminded of how wonderful this opportunity is. I am stressed to the max, but that’s my own fault. I am so grateful that I have the opportunity to pursue my Master’s. Most people don’t get that opportunity. And though I am working full time and doing school full time, I am SO grateful that I won’t have any loans coming out of this endeavor. To be able to start my career (whatever that may be) with no debt holding me back is something to praise the Lord for. I’m thankful that my parents helped me through undergrad and have guided me on how to wisely pursue my Master’s as to avoid debt.
I’m also extremely tahnkful for the opportunity to study under brilliant, godly professors with a wealth of knowledge and experience for me to learn from. Thankful that their teachings don’t stay in the classroom, but they flow over into my life. Thankful that they realize that sometimes 70% is 100% of all I’ve got to give, and they express such understanding. What a blessing! What a treat to have such an incredible school and faculty!
So thankful for Southeastern Baptist Theological Seminary. Thankful for their ministry to me, the community, and the nations. They are Colossians 1:28-29 teachers –
“We proclaim him, admonishing and teaching everyone with all wisdom, so that we may present everyone perfect in Christ. To this end I labor, struggling with all his energy, which so powerfully works in me.”