I just submitted my first research graduate paper...I think I stressed out more this past week than I did when I was an undergrad. I feel accomplished.
Why is education so important? Why are we willing to pay thousands of dollars to further our education? To get a better degree? Or for character development? A better worldview? Does our family influence our decision?...just some questions.
Right now I just would like to take the time to voice how thankful I am for the privledge to get an education. I love what I'm learning. I'm applying it everyday. I see the theories being lived out by my students. I understand how hisotry and foundations provide a basis for a deeper understanding.
I'll admit I do complain when the paper I am writing takes over my life. I do wish I get more sleep. I do not like receiving a good grade. The bottom line: I complain about school. I'm a graduate student that is studying higher education and I complain about school. Ironic. This Monday I was feeling a little bit overwhelmed. I posted on my Facebook status: "Melissa Lima will survive this week by the grace and strength of God." Several people commented with encouragement and positive comments. Then a very good friend of mine who is not afraid to bust out the truth wrote this: "Rejoice on every new morning that God has decided give you!" Then he proceed to express how much I rock. But that simple phrase was enough to change my attitude. I should be praising my God that I am in grad school.So what I got 3 hours of sleep last night. So what if I did not get the grade I wanted. So what that I have to spend my friend night researching about the statistics of first generation students. So what that my daily diet consists of cereal and sandwhichs that I eat in 5 minutes. Every day is the day that the Lord has made. Throughout the United States and the World millions of people do not have the opportunities that I have at Taylor Univerisity.
I have no reason to complain about a paper. I do have a reason to praise the Lord, my Savior.
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