Ph.Ds, Promises, Perfection and Prayer
It's been a while since I've really blogged and I suppose I should be more regular so here goes...
Visiting a fellow Ph.D. student who is a dear friend I realized that the best thing that I can do for my husband is to finish, on time, and do well. Thus, I have a new motto, "I will do x, because my work is worth it." "x" is anything that will help me accomplish my goal.
I have sorely neglected my friends and family, but I pray that they will understand.
I am having the most academically intense semester I've had thus far, with three seminar papers due. Please pray for me.
I am making promises in the hands of the Prior of the Community of St. John in December. I am supposed to be entering into an intense period of preparation for my Oblature and instead I have been pulled in a million different directions ever since I returned home this August. I know that my preparation will never be perfect. My heart longs to be united through Oblature with the Community, but my mind tells me that I am not prepared, not making the time I should to make the promises I will. Sigh. I sense that I will never have the time to prepare in the way that I wish to. My soul will always remain restless until I am Home. So I will trust in the guidance of my dear spiritual director and take this leap of faith into the arms of Our Lady and the Community. What I lack I hope will be compensated by the fraternal charity of my fellow Oblates.
Visiting a fellow Ph.D. student who is a dear friend I realized that the best thing that I can do for my husband is to finish, on time, and do well. Thus, I have a new motto, "I will do x, because my work is worth it." "x" is anything that will help me accomplish my goal.
I have sorely neglected my friends and family, but I pray that they will understand.
I am having the most academically intense semester I've had thus far, with three seminar papers due. Please pray for me.
I am making promises in the hands of the Prior of the Community of St. John in December. I am supposed to be entering into an intense period of preparation for my Oblature and instead I have been pulled in a million different directions ever since I returned home this August. I know that my preparation will never be perfect. My heart longs to be united through Oblature with the Community, but my mind tells me that I am not prepared, not making the time I should to make the promises I will. Sigh. I sense that I will never have the time to prepare in the way that I wish to. My soul will always remain restless until I am Home. So I will trust in the guidance of my dear spiritual director and take this leap of faith into the arms of Our Lady and the Community. What I lack I hope will be compensated by the fraternal charity of my fellow Oblates.
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