This past semester was just a little bit crazy.
After a month of vegging out and watching far too many episodes of Downton Abbey, I was thrown back into the world of academia in late January for an unexpected, challenging, but altogether learning-filled and wonderful semester. Though I'm still waiting for all my grades to come in, I'm pretty happy about the way the spring has turned out, all things considered. Though there were many pitfalls that I may have stumbled over, many distractions that got way too big for their britches, and a streak of unproductivity that dragged me down all throughout the past four months, I have come out of this time stronger, more productive, and ready to take on the world than ever before.
I made a series of goals at the beginning of the year for this semester. Most of them, I have failed miserably at achieving. Coming from the amazing productivity and drive of the fall semester, my winter break and spring schooling was a kick in the pants. I didn't get nearly as much done as I wanted to. But I made it. And I got good grades yet another semester.
Not only that, but my understanding of God and His Word has increased more and more over the past four months, and my learning in that area will only continue as I move into the summer. There have been stumbling blocks on that path as well, and though I may have hit them, I kept moving past them and now I'm on the other side, still in awe that my God has gotten me through yet another period of life intact.
At the end of May, I will review the goals I had for the spring semester and talk about why I (for the most part) failed. And then I'll revise my goals for the summer and set out in confidence, ready to attempt to tackle these new ideas head on. No looking back.
But, because I just finished my finals only late last week, I am still in a bit of a recovery process. This blog post is the first real serious "Caleb's projects" related thing I've done since I collapsed at the end of finals week. And that's okay. I spent time with my wonderful girlfriend Anna, who is back in town, and after not seeing her for four months, I am beyond ecstatic to be able to have her back in Janesville for the summer. I hung out with friends I haven't seen in too long, talking and playing role-playing games late into the night on Monday.
I'll slowly work myself back into a regular schedule of productivity, projects-wise, but for now I'm taking it slow. Thanks for all the prayers from everyone over the year so far, not only for the trip to Budapest my parents and I got to embark upon, but just for the little prayers I know many of you pray for me on a weekly or even a daily basis, the ones that in the long run, probably have the most effect. I probably don't know even a sixth of all the prayer-warrioring that many of the people in my life do on my behalf.
Just know that I am so eternally grateful for everything everyone has done for me throughout the semester to help me survive (and thrive) so far in 2016.
Now here's to taking the rest of it one day at a time.