Showing posts with label School. Show all posts
Showing posts with label School. Show all posts

Saturday, May 22, 2010

Graduation

I apologize for my neglect to the blog the past few weeks. It is due in large part to the video card melting to the motherboard in my former laptop. The situation has been rectified by the acquisition of my new laptop "The Beast" handed down to me from my dad.















About 2 weeks ago, Tommy graduated from Southwestern Baptist Theological Seminary with his Master's of Divinity. Sadly, I don't have any really great photos from the weekend, despite the fact that both of our families were up to celebrate with us.

Tommy has worked tremendously hard over the past six and a half years. Before you scoff at how long that took, there are a few things you should consider:
He held down a full time job the entire time, being the sole breadwinner about half of that time.
His program is 96 hours long (for reference, a non-seminary masters is about 36 hours, and a bachelors is about 120 hours).
He took two languages.
He elected not to take summer classes but instead focus on family and life outside of school.
He actually read all his books (many of his classes required a statement of completion, saying that they really did read each and every page, from the title to the last appendix). If I had done this it probably would have taken me an extra 8 years to complete my 7 1/2 year bachelors.

It has been a long road, but such a good one. We really had no clue what to expect when we moved to Fort Worth four years ago. We didn't even have jobs. But our God is so faithful. SO Faithful.

Saturday, December 12, 2009

Graduation

Last night I graduated from the University of Texas at Arlington. Seven and a half years after graduating high school. I think my family was ready to shoot me when I forgot the tickets at home, but thanks to a gracious event coordinator everyone was seated in plenty of time. And a ceremony under 60 minutes redeemed me.
And in case you were wondering, my post graduation plans are still to stay home and have more babies, Lord willing.




Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Before and After

This is the paper I turned in for my Intro to Women's Studies Class, which I refer to as my Feminist Studies Class. The professor asked us to choose a topic or event somehow pertaining to our class and discuss how we thought of it prior to the class and how we see it now. It was a terrible, terrible class in so many ways. When we discussed marriage in class she praised marriages that divide everything evenly down the middle, housework, childcare, paid labor, etc. When I asked about complimentarianism she dimply dismissed it as being too good to be true. What a poor education that a student isn't even exposed to the other side.


Prior to this class I thought I had a good marriage and a good spouse (he married me after all.) Friends for six and a half years, married for nearly four, Tommy and I are best friends. We are fortunate to both come from families in which our parents are still married. Tommy and I also share similar, if not identical, views on politics, theology, economics, childrearing, and gender relations.
As it turns outs, our view on marriage, and our marriage itself, is so extraordinary that feminists don’t even believe one like it can even exist. When asked about this form of relationship, most feminists will simply dismiss the idea thinking it is impossible, such a marriage could never exist, and it’s not even worth entertaining, let alone studying. This position is blown-off as closed-minded and outdated.
What is this view one might ask? Don’t tell the feminists, but it’s called the complementarian position. In summary, this position says that men and women are different in their roles and abilities but equal in their value. This position is supported by conservative Christianity. My religion deeply impacts my worldview and I cannot disregard those beliefs in a discussion of womanhood nor do I feel the need to.
Before this class, my husband and I both placed a high value on women’s work. The laundry, dishes, sweeping, meal production, childcare and so forth are all jobs typically done by me. It can be a blow to my pride that I don’t get a bonus for a good job ironing. The only raise I get is to put my feet up at the end of the day. Even if I toot my own horn, no one is going to advance me into management. I don’t take a check to the bank every other Friday (though who does with direct deposit?) But I am paid in a different currency. Tommy loves laundry day, having his pick of clean boxers; he’s practically giddy when he slides into the clean sheets. He never forgets to thank me. I pay myself by spending less in a month on groceries than what most spend in a week. I get the joy of knowing where my son’s ticklish spots are and how sweet it is to have him fall asleep on my chest. I now see these as invaluable opportunities. They are not in the shadow of what my husband does, but a reflection of what he does.
We also place a high value on my husband’s work both as a master’s student and as a paid employee. Thanks to feminism I have a new appreciation for how family focused Tommy is. Tommy chooses to remain in a job that allows him flexible scheduling so he can watch our son occasionally and still get in his hours. He could be making twice as much (be still my heart) if he did the same thing for another employer. I now realize how much I took for granted his family friendly workplace whenever we took lunch and hung out on a whim, or whenever I asked him to come home early, just because.
Our views of complementarity come from the Bible. But what about patriarchy, doesn’t the Bible promote oppression of women? Before learning about feminism I didn’t realize how poorly understood patriarchal societies and women’s status within them were. In patriarchy, men carry the responsibility, and the ultimate decision making ability. These men (ideally intelligent like my husband) know to consult their equally intelligent spouse prior to taking any action that would affect the family. In the Bible one can see that even Adam was held responsible for Eve’s sin of eating from the tree. Women aren’t to be commandeered because they are weak and irrational, but protected because they are valuable.
A feminist might say that religion exists to control women’s sexuality because it was a threat to early civilization; they believe early laws will reflect this. Yes, some of the laws in the Bible are in effort to instruct women in the purpose of sexuality. Some of them are in effort to instruct men. All of the laws recorded in the Bible were written because God expects his people to be holy; yes he expects even a woman's sexuality to be holy. Many of the laws are followed with consequences such as stone the man who rapes a woman. Yet it is men in the book of Proverbs (which incidentally personifies wisdom as a woman) who are instructed to control their springs, warning him to never share his springs with strangers. Because my husband has heeded these instructions, his fountain has been blessed and he rejoices in the wife of his youth. (Prov. 5:18)
Being a wife and a mom is not simple. I benefit from support and encouragement. For all of feminism’s claims of liberation and enlightenment, there is no support found here for me. Freedom from childbearing? Liberation from the home? Sounds like bondage to loneliness and futility to me. And Betty- it’s not the vacuum sucking the life out of you, it’s all the time you’ve spent stirring up dissention.

I received a 9 out of 10 for this essay. Her comment at the end was to say that she didn't really agree, but thought it was well written. What do you think?

Monday, January 12, 2009

Books for Spring

Tommy bought 3 used books and 3 new books for $119.02
He is taking:
Hebrew II
Advanced Expository Preaching
Intro to Missiology

I'm thinking his semester will rival last. (Which was his best to date!)

I bought 4 used books and 2 new books for $360.39
I am taking:
Psychology of Personality
Sociology of Individual and Society
Sociology of the Family
Intro to Women's Studies

The more I think about it, the more anxious I become.
Women's Studies!? for which I need the book Feminist Theory. How's submission for a theory?
And Family? Dad, Mom, Kids. Do I get an A?
Personality? how about bound to sin?
Individual? Not I, but Christ.

I'm reminded of that feeling you get before you dive to the bottom of the pool. Deep Breath. Will I make it to the bottom and back again?

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