It is very different from my first three visits to WBS. My first class in January of 2022 had over 20 students. We are down now to 4 - two who are just starting, one who is on his second semester, and me.
We had several hours of great discussions in class today since it is just 4 students and the professor.
There's definitely nowhere to hide.
No back row.
Over the last two years I have met a lot of neat people who have started the program but not finished for one reason or another - health, finances, or turbulent life circumstances. It's sad.
I guess I entered this doctorate program like I approach most things of importance - determined not to fail or to give up too soon.
It's tempting to think I have persevered through each semester by sheer willpower. Or that I am still here because I have something special.
In reality, while I am sure it helps to have a stick-it-through-to-the-end attitude, I don't know that I would be here today if I were anticipating uprooting and moving my family to a new town, or in the midst of taking on a new job, or if I had just discovered cancer growing in my body.
In the end, I can only conclude that if God has cleared a path for me still to be here, I simply need to focus on making the most of it.
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