The sun is shining just a little bit brighter in my world today. At approximately 12:15am this morning, I officially completed all of my course work for yet another semester of graduate studies. Don’t get me wrong; I absolutely love grad school. I’m blessed to work in a field where I’m constantly able to apply the material I’m being exposed to. I can honestly say I’m a better minister, husband, father and disciple because of my graduate school experience.
But the cumulative effect of all of this is starting to weigh on me. I looked back over my transcript today; I began this process in the fall of 2001, the week after the 9/11 attacks. I took one class a semester for a year and a half before taking another year and a half off when we moved to Huntsville. At the time Joshua and Abby Kate were born, I had a mere 9 hours of credit and no idea what degree I wanted to pursue. After re-engaging my studies in the fall of ’04, I hit the ground running in ’05 and ’06, plowing my way through 12 classes and 36 hours of course work. As of today, I’m at 60 hours out of a total of 81 I need for my Masters of Divinity. I can start to see the light at the end of the tunnel. If all goes according to plan, I’ll graduate in May while I’ll complete all my degree requirements next summer. After that, I’m planning on taking a long, deep breath before beginning the final leg of my schooling.
But today, I’m just thankful to have a couple days to read what I want to read. At least, that is, until my next batch of grad books arrives via Amazon!