Miller Chapel, Princeton Theological Seminary
Today I begin my final semester of seminary. I’m not sure how I feel about that.
Well, I mean I have multiple feelings going on. I’m taking some cool courses this semester, so I’m excited about that. Job hunting is a bit stressful. Trying to get my calendar in order is proving to be exceedingly difficult. Plus I’m not done with the video game I wanted to be done with before the semester started!
I like school. I like reading and writing. This isn’t my final semester ever. I know I’ll be back in school whether for another degree or continuing education. Still, it’s my final semester as an MDiv/MA student at Princeton Seminary.
The strange thing is… I know I’m ready to move on. I love PTS, even with its imperfections. But this is what I’ve been moving towards my entire time here: entering the ministry of teaching elder (if the way be clear). I have given a lot of energy to the community through student organizations and various on-campus activities. I’ll still be involved this semester, but there’s a difference. There’s a countdown clock.
I’m going to do my best to enjoy this semester as much as possible. I’m going to do my best in my classes and in my job search. I’m going to try out for the play (A Midsummer Night’s Dream!). I’m going to support the juniors in Speech. I’m going to eat lunch in the cafeteria. I’m going to worship in the chapel. I’m going to laugh with my friends. I’m going to keep up my online ministry.
Bring this semester on. I’m ready.
