My plan is to write, for at least the next few posts, things I truly enjoy. Today, it's researching.
I don't know what it is, but I found I was/am in my element in college. Being given a broader range of choice of classes to take has been great. I was required to suffer only through one semester each of math and biology, but got to take courses in Greek, theology, etc., and grew to love them. But one of my great joys in those classes I love is doing research for them.
Weird, huh? I don't know what about it I find so appealing (and that others find so appalling), but there is some inexplicable thrill to learning from the countless pages of material I have chosen to peruse. There is an equally exciting feeling to actually finishing the paper (or sections of it), that feeling of accomplishment.
One of the difficult things about research, however, is that I can more or less attribute the accomplishment entirely to myself. I have researched porn, divorce, specific biblical texts (or sections thereof), or related concepts. But I do not recall ever having prayed for God to be involved in my researching these things.
Therein lies my problem with this thing I love. Will I cease loving it? I certainly hope not. I just hope God gives me the courage to include him in this pursuit.
Grace and peace.