A theology degree is a great privilege, I know there are many who long to be equipped with such teaching who simply don't have the time, tied up with the responsibilities of life. All I have to do for the next three years is dive into the bible, the culture of the old and new testaments, be taught in theological thinking and trained for pastoral care. I spend just 9 hours in class and the rest of the time I am guided in reading, essay writing and the formulation of my theology. Its delightful.
But its becoming evident that this is more than a study; its a formulation and growth of me. And the Lord is not willing to let the hard questions be avoided. My strongholds are being shaken, my comfort of who my God is has been constantly tested. My pride is unveiled and my security laid bare. More than ever I barely look up as I ask, "who is this God that I serve?" And every temptation is to pull away from the intellectual study of God, I revel more than ever in worship, it is finally my JOY because worship searches me when I am tired of searching God.
So yes, I take a nap most days and I have a backlog of thoughts in my head. But I am reminded that I do not labour in vain, I am being trained for service.
"So I do not run aimlessly; I do not box as one beating the air." 1 Corinthians 9:26
