A Word of Thanks
A Word of Apology
The End of the Semester
A quick recap of my first semester as an apprentice is necessary.
We read all of the Old Testament, which I had never done before. Paired with this, we listened to a lecture series called "Foundations of the Old Testament" taught by Iain Provan, a professor at Regent Seminary. If you have never read the entirety of the OT, first of all, I get it. It is jam packed with a lot of weird stuff and it has more than it's fair share of uncomfortable situations and wild moments. Second of all, I want to encourage you to read it! It is beautiful. It explores the human condition in such a way that the New Testament simply doesn't. It makes up 75% of our Bible, to ignore it or outright condemn it is a dangerous and ultimately detrimental. After all, when Paul says that "all scripture is God-breathed and useful..." the New Testament hadn't been written yet and the scripture Paul was speaking about would have been the Old Testament. Not to mention how knowledgeable Jesus was with the OT. All of that to say, whether you've read the OT or not, I urge you to approach it and let God reveal himself and his character to you anew. Be rooted in the word, friends.
To finish the semester, all of the apprentices gave sermons with the prompt "This is My Gospel".
The purpose of this was to find our story, our song, our gospel and to share it with our fellow apprentices. This is not an exercise in relative "your truth. my truth" exposition, rather, it is an exercise in discovering and describing how the Jesus' truth has impacted our lives. So in a weird and beautiful paradox, it is both subjective AND objective.
My gospel that I chose to share is that I am never alone. By far, the most formative experience of my life was the sickness and subsequent death of my mom. And by far, this is when God showed up the most in my life. The low point in my life connected me to God in ways I had never fully appreciated. It wasn't that God had been distant and decided to come close, rather, I began to realize how close God had always been. I realized that I am never alone. I have the word of God, the body of Christ, and the Spirit of God living within me. I knew all of this to be true when my mom was completely healthy, but the longest journey a disciple has to make is from his head to his heart. I knew it, but now I believe it.
All of this has left me so excited and ready for the next semester of the apprenticeship and what it holds for not only myself but for all of the apprentices.