Where the River Flows

I never would have thought this day would come, to see myself finishing my first year of post-secondary education. Throughout most of the day, I had something to be excited about regarding school. It is a sad thing to have to resort to being excited for the end, but I guess it shows you what my year was really like. I think all I can really say about this past year of school is simply, a learning experience. Many people that have talked to me about leaving the U of A to go to Bible college means that I've wasted a year of schooling. I don't think I see it that way; I saw this year as one where I got to do a bit of "soul searching" to see who I am as a person now and where I want to go in the future. I've mentioned all along over the year that I was going to devote myself to finding out where the river flows for my life.

So here I am, finished the "learning" part of my first year of university with only four massive beasts of final exams in about ten days time seperating me from the four month summer I've longed for since, who knows when. This brings me to a thought that crossed my mind today. From all three classes I had today, all three profs had a little preview of what our exams will be like; I must say, do these profs enjoy and plan on throwing all this misery onto the students by putting such huge crap loads of stuff to study for the finals? I mean, seriously, my first class' professor was extremely close to ruining my final day at school by telling us all about the sh*tload of garbage we have to know and do for our final. Then, same with my next music class. And finally, to cap it all off, my English professor tells us that the entire course is cumulative on the exam; WTF. It seems like it's a goal for these profs to torture students, so I've just decided that it is because they are miserable people who have no other way but to be sadistic and watch students cry in pain from all the studying they do.

Anyways, finishing classes marks step one to my "plan" to a new beginning, complete. Step two will be to make something of the upcoming finals, and hope that I don't get overkilled by the failure to study and failure to pass the exam. If I am still alive, step three will consist of focusing all my attention to making Bible college work out. As of right now, I'm still sort of clueless as to how it's gonna go down, but I know God has a plan for me and I just have to keep waiting on Him to show me the way. I had a nice chat with my dad while I was practicing driving over the weekend about how we could make this work, and I got some good pointers.

So if you come across my blog and read this far, let me ask you: what makes a great pastor? If you are one in a million that attend seminary, what might you want to have that could seperate you slightly from everyone else? Just something to think about, because I need to think about it.