This post is a part of the internet collaboration of LifeShare. Read more about it HERE and HERE.
Late last week I wrote about how I worship a God who turns the worst things into the best and I shared a story from my life. Today I want to take this a step further.
If there is one thing I get a glimpse of while working at a church, it is that there are a lot of hurting people out there. There are a lot of people going through the worst things, that have yet to experience God turning those worst things into the best things.
Let me share some of what I’m going through. I should first say…I have been blessed beyond belief. Far more than I could possibly deserve. It is probably sad that what I’m going to share is the hardest part of my life.
Every Friday I go to seminary classes all day. Mondays I spend most of the day doing homework, and I also spend a good chunk of the weekend and weeknights doing homework as well. Seminary is a huge time and focus commitment. But seminary makes me feel dumb. I’m sure many of you that read this blog think I am pretty smart. Let me apologize…because I am not. Most often trying to do homework and going to classes is a humbling experience because I am always in over my head.
For me, seminary is an absolute struggle.
Growing up as a pastors kid I was always in church, yet I never considered reading my Bible or memorizing Bible verses anything important. That same mindset carried right on through into college. I sleep walked through all of my theology and Bible classes. I pay for these mistakes every day.
I started seminary way behind everyone else in my classes. Most everyone else has lived a little more life since graduating college and most of them already have a good amount of Biblical knowledge. I do my very best to stay motivated, to work hard to learn as much as I can, but sometimes it is easy to get down on myself.
It is my hope and prayer that God can take this glaring weakness in me, and turn it into a strength over time.
In the comments I’d love for you to share one of the toughest things you are going through. I’ll make a conscience effort to pray for these stories everyday this week. Feel free to write in Anonymous as your name if you prefer for no one to know who you are.
