I know I've posted about hard goodbyes before. I feel like I do it all the time, but that one topped them all. How do I know? It's the only one that made me cry.
Now, on to the world.
Here's the forecast for the life of Goller. At least until 2010. (By the way, that's pronounced Twenty-Ten not Two Thousand Ten... c'mon, we've got to start it somewhere.)
Now: Prep for WMF, CRAM, go to King's Island with a random youth group?
June: CRAM
July: Camp, visit Kelsie in Orlando, Luther Road? More final prep for WMF
August-Dec: Go to Africa. Stay in Africa.
Dec- ever: Christmas with fam, get used to the crazy US again, find a job, live life.
There you have it. As you may notice a good bit of it centers around Word Made Flesh and my trip, which brings me the perfect opportunity to remind you of my other blog (the missions one) and the fact that you can donate online! Go to the WMF homepage, scroll to the bottom and click Donate in the lower left corner. please put my name (Ben Goller) where it asks for your designation. If you do it anonymously, I can't give you a thank-you card! ;-)
Now far ahead the Road has gone and I must follow if I can, pursuing it with eager feet, until it joins some larger way where many paths and errands meet. And whither then? I cannot say.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Saturday, May 23, 2009
I Have Graduated
Yes, I do have a Bachelor of Art's degree. Yes, I did know that that was no longer the passport to prosperity it once was, but dang this college thing has been well worth it.
This past week or so I've talked with a lot of my senior friends about our time here and the general consensus seems to be that we learned more outside of class than in. We also may not remember all the facts and tidbits we were supposed to have remembered for tests, but we have been taught how to think more critically and maturely. We've grown in our relationships with one another and value time well spent. We've figured out more what it means to practice the presence of God and how to rely on a solid community of Christians.
But are we prepared for the infamous LATS? (Life After Taylor Syndrome, yes it's a medical condition). Derek Duncan (pastor from home/speaker at baccalaureate chaps) seems to think that it's all lonely and sad from here but at least we have God. Recent grad friends of mine disagree that it's all lonely and sad. We just have to keep learning to rely on God when we don't have all the structure here to keep us afloat. He's better than all that anyway, so why not?
I've been reading a bit lately on what the media at large thinks of my future. The WSJ suggests gonna suck. Huh... less money... so? Time seems to think that it's gonna be crazy different and just straight up weird. Whatever. I was kind of planning on that anyway, looks like the rest of the world can just join me.
What I've said of some of my favorite work places and jobs of the past, I will now say of life. If I were in it for the money I'd do something different.
This past week or so I've talked with a lot of my senior friends about our time here and the general consensus seems to be that we learned more outside of class than in. We also may not remember all the facts and tidbits we were supposed to have remembered for tests, but we have been taught how to think more critically and maturely. We've grown in our relationships with one another and value time well spent. We've figured out more what it means to practice the presence of God and how to rely on a solid community of Christians.
But are we prepared for the infamous LATS? (Life After Taylor Syndrome, yes it's a medical condition). Derek Duncan (pastor from home/speaker at baccalaureate chaps) seems to think that it's all lonely and sad from here but at least we have God. Recent grad friends of mine disagree that it's all lonely and sad. We just have to keep learning to rely on God when we don't have all the structure here to keep us afloat. He's better than all that anyway, so why not?
I've been reading a bit lately on what the media at large thinks of my future. The WSJ suggests gonna suck. Huh... less money... so? Time seems to think that it's gonna be crazy different and just straight up weird. Whatever. I was kind of planning on that anyway, looks like the rest of the world can just join me.
What I've said of some of my favorite work places and jobs of the past, I will now say of life. If I were in it for the money I'd do something different.
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