Why is Learning Biblical Greek So Hard? And Other Mysteries of Life...

Life goes on, and I've been alternately busy/not so busy. Greek is kicking my butt-- it's nice to know that Biblical Ancient languages are consistent that way. I was hoping that Greek would be easier than Hebrew, but no, they're both difficult. In fact, I preferred Hebrew. Oops.

Unlike many other semesters, this semester has at least one big paper or project due every week, rather than having two weeks in which everything is due at once. I'm not sure which way I like better... it's kind of like deciding between fire or ice for your demise. (OK, so it really isn't like that, but I was getting stumped for a cool metaphor.)

The huge amount of reading and schoolwork has been keeping me busy, as it usually does, except I find myself at a loss for what to do on weekends to break up the constant flow of schoolwork. I'm going to the Spaghetti Dinner at my field education church on Saturday evening, but besides the random special events that pop up once in a while my weekends just seem like an extension of school. My goal is to balance out work with play a little more this semester.

I've been working on Internship applications for next year, and I've noticed that it's easier to have specific preferences rather than having none at all. I found myself having to make a decision where I prefer to be geographically, even though I really have no reason to be anywhere specific. I put the northeast first, only because virtually everyone I know is in the northeast. I am applying to Horizon sites, though, so I could end up anywhere if I get one of those. (If you want to know what a Horizon site is, let me know).

Mostly, I'm just taking it one day at a time, and thanking God every day for waking me up.