Finals are upon me. I took my first one tonight and will turn in my second in the morning. Thus I have moved into Moody library. You may laugh, but this is only a slight exaggeration. Morning with coffee, afternoon while its quiet, evening with more coffee and then late at night into the wee hours.
And I’m not the only one. Parking places are scarce and the result is tables, cubbies, and chairs full of people. People studying. People… not. People dressed up, people in pajamas (no mom, I’m not one of those), people in shorts, people dressed appropriately.
Papers are coming together, material is being learned (finally), and the finishing touches are being put on projects. Statistics, Psychology, Biology, Theology, Biochemistry, Fashion Merchandising, Music, Jane Austen, Ministry, Macroeconomics, French, QBA, and on and on…
Soon, we will “celebrate our knowledge.” We will turn in the last assignments. Attend the last classes. Bubble the last answer. We see the light at the end of the tunnel. Almost there. We can do it.
Consider it a sheer gift, friends, when tests and challenges come at you from all sides. You know that under pressure, your faith-life is forced into the open and shows its true colors. So don’t try to get out of anything prematurely. Let it do its work so you become mature and well-developed, not deficient in any way. James 1:2-4 (The Message)