The seventh week was the week we learned about other worldviews and dove deeper into our own. It was a difficult week for me because I like to think deep (you may not guess this at first glance but yes, I do) but it was hard for me at the same time to think deeper and reevaluate what I knew and why I believed it all. I love to think about different dividing issues and I love deep theological discussion so naturally, I loved week seven... Though I had already heard and made up my mind about a lot of it, it was still good to rehear and rethink everything because it had been such a long time since I had done that.
Class was mostly all I participated in that week... I tried my best to sit through the lectures and take part in the other activities but some of the days I couldn't. I began to feel more sick than normal. I was used to a day or two of nausea, occasional dizziness (I've had fluid in my ears in the past and was blaming it on that) but this time it was lasting much longer than usual. I also had sharp pains in my chest with more consistent heart murmurs (or that's what it felt like), but I convinced myself that I was just breathing wired and pushing myself too hard and needed to rest it all off.
All that resting and laying miserably in bed gave me a lot of time to think and pray about the things I had heard in lecture... "It's so important to know WHY I believe certain things. It's so important to know what I believe" I reminded my self... and believe me, I thought and thought and by the end of the week I had pretty much thought over all the deep stuff and now that my body was feeling better... my mind was a little tired from all the thinking. I welcomed the weekend with open arms.
Class was mostly all I participated in that week... I tried my best to sit through the lectures and take part in the other activities but some of the days I couldn't. I began to feel more sick than normal. I was used to a day or two of nausea, occasional dizziness (I've had fluid in my ears in the past and was blaming it on that) but this time it was lasting much longer than usual. I also had sharp pains in my chest with more consistent heart murmurs (or that's what it felt like), but I convinced myself that I was just breathing wired and pushing myself too hard and needed to rest it all off.
All that resting and laying miserably in bed gave me a lot of time to think and pray about the things I had heard in lecture... "It's so important to know WHY I believe certain things. It's so important to know what I believe" I reminded my self... and believe me, I thought and thought and by the end of the week I had pretty much thought over all the deep stuff and now that my body was feeling better... my mind was a little tired from all the thinking. I welcomed the weekend with open arms.
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