Last week I asked a bunch of friends and my lifegroup buds to pray for me as I had been dealing with some tough questions about God, and our understanding of scripture. I should be clear that I follow Anselm's method of "faith seeking understanding". I believe the text is authoritative, so the questions I struggle with is how to communicate this to an audience that is 1) in disagreement with that, and 2) only open to scholarly communicative endeavors and persuasions. Ya'll must have come through becuase the questinos were answered, and I was on the offensive during my presentation Wednesday... but I've gotten ahead of myself.
My Wednesday started (12:01am) with me working frantically to finish a presentation for a Seminar Class at TCU. I had to get all of my discussion ready and sent to my partner who was making the powerpoint. This was my first group project since the old communication major days at BU. I did finish just before my ISP went down at 2:30.
Then I noticed that the bedroom light was on. I checked and Rachel was up. She obviously wasn't sleep either so we watched Seinfeld until about 3:30am. Then we both tried to sleep. I wasn't successful she was. I couldn't take my anti-anxiety medication to help me sleep because it is an 8hrs deal, and I had no where near that much time to sleep.
My anxiety decided to act up this morning (I even briefly thought I might have a full otu attack), but with much prayer it subsided about 10min into the presentation. I got a little flustered and out of order (as is expected when you get a sudden surge of adrenalin which you weren't expecting). But then I worked everything back together and into a section which I was confident in. Then I was able to lecture the class for about 45min. That's a lot of my voice to hear, but it was actually well recieved.
I either fooled the lot of them, or I am actually able to articulate Brueggemann's Old Testament Theology pretty well. I even had some great comments from the students and the professor.
God has brought me to TCU in order to broaden my horizens. This broadening doesn't mean changing my views completely. Instead, it means learning how to listen and debate with those who do not share similar convictions and foundations in their thinking. So far, the class has been a real blessing for me. To God be the Glory, and thank you to the men and women of God who lifted me up in prayer,
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