Today was my First-Day of school. I've gotta admit that the whole First-Day mentality hasn't changed much since my last First-Day. I still had to answer all the pre-First-Day questions. What am I going to wear? Who will I sit by? Will I be a total loser if I pack a peanut butter and jelly sandwich for lunch? I didn't have my Mooly to take the compulsory First-Day Picture. I tried to take one myself. Actually, I took a video and then tried to get a freeze frame picture from the video. It didn't work. So I took this picture just now... it's more of an at-least-I-survived-the-First-Day-and-I'm-glad-to-be-sitting-on-my-couch- kind-of picture.
It's a shame you can't see my perfect First-Day Outfit.
I'm studying full-time at the Irish Bible Institute. The program is a 3-year degree in Applied Theology. Classes for first-year students meet all day on Monday and Tuesday. All day is a long time for someone who's not used to sitting still. Last night, I was lamenting the burden of being a student again. Class. Reading. Essays. But this afternoon, during a crash seminar in study skills, I felt the academic bug bite my brain. The truth is, I love being a student. I don't love writing the essays, but I love finishing them. I love the accomplishment of learning. I love the excitement of challenge. The lamenting is over. Bring it on!
I'm excited to have the opportunity to study with such a diverse group of people, all who have a different background than my own. I anticipate a deeper understanding of my own spiritual awareness as I experience God through my classmates and professors. And I look forward to deeper insight into the history and future of the Gospel in Ireland.
By the way, they don't sell Lisa Frank in Ireland. I looked. It's too bad, really. Nothing says "Happy First-Day" like a new Lisa Frank notebook.