The church is a whore…

April 24, 2008

…but she is my mother. ~ St. Augustine.

That’s how I’ve felt about seminary quite often.

The overblown tuition, the seduction of academia and professionalism, the regurgitation of thought, the staleness of the classroom environment, the creative vacuum, and the incredible chasm between how things are, and the way you know it ought to be, in a place like this.

But she is still my mother. She is still a part of my journey. She has still taken me far enough to think the thoughts and ask the questions that I have today.

Not all classes were lame, and some professors have profoundly challenged me. ie. my last prof. had a third of our classes off-site, gripped my heart when he shared, and gave us books that he loved while telling us to write about what we hate about them. I wish more of my classes were like this.

I’m still trying to recall what I’ve learned that I’ll actually use… but, thank you Tyndale Seminary for helping bring me this far, giving me a space to think and grow, and an environment where some relationships were actually nurtured. It’s a ridiculous luxury to be able to sit around and ponder the things of God.

I’ve still have some bitterness I’m sure I’ll get over, but I can’t deny it’s been a privilege and an honor that I don’t take lightly. Thank you to so many of you who have patiently supported me.

…thank God it’s over.

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