It's official: My first year and two credits of my second year of law school are done! These are just a few words that come to mind when thinking back over my first year of law school: intense, exhausting,
exhilarating, excruciating, challenging, fulfilling, a dream come true, and stretching. This past year flew by so fast. The other day, I was wondering where it went...then I
realized I left it at the library...
It is difficult to put the law school experience into words. Maybe it is the fact that the Monday after finals ended (which count 100% of your final grade in each class), I started a 2 week intensive class, drove home as soon as that ended, and have been working on law review ever since I got home that leads me to drone on about how exhausted I am. They say that the first year of law school they scare you to death, the second they work you to death, and the third, they bore you to death. After the year I have had, I am interested to see what "work you to death" means...
I was recently on
iTunes, looking at the top ten Christian songs of the week. I noticed Amy Grant was back in the top ten with her new song: "Better than a Hallelujah." As many of you may (or may not know), I love Amy Grant. Call me old fashioned, but I boldly and unashamedly claim it. Maybe it is the fact that we share the same name or that I used to want to be her when I was "younger." For whatever reason, Amy holds a special place in my heart. One word describes her in my mind: TIMELESS. No matter what her circumstances in life or where she has been, she always seems to make a come back. Some may say it is time for her to stop making "come-backs," but then again, their songs aren't on the top ten, now are they? I admire her drive, resilience, and ability to persevere-not to mention, her music never gets old and there is a song for every emotion and stage of life. Anyway, as I was reflecting on the past year of my life while listening to Amy's new album, the theme of roads revisited my mind. These are a few of the words to one of Amy's songs, "Every Road:"
Every road that's traveled, teaches something new;
Every road that's narrow pushes us to choose.
I'd be
lying if I said I had not tried to leave a time or two;
But every road that leads me, leads me back to you.
Just like Robert Frost was my inspiration as I started my first year of law school, Amy Grant is my inspiration as I conclude it. I have traveled this road, and I have been
taught something new: what it takes to be an
advocate of the law, the discipline the study of law requires, what it takes to be a better writer and communicator, the high calling and integrity involved with being a lawyer, and the importance of working hard to ensure a better future for myself. I have been pushed to choose between complacency and excellence;
laziness and diligence; retreat or perseverance. I have definitely threatened to quit a time or two (or three or four) but for whatever reason, I have been led back to the study of law. I have said it and will say it again: law school has been the most challenging and exhausting experience of my life thus far. With the intensity of the program, there have been times where my relationship with the Lord has taken a back seat. As much as I hate to admit that, I am also gracious that the Lord continued to pursue me. Despite the hard days, just as I returned to the study of law, the road continues to return my heart to my beautiful Savior.
I am grateful to be on this road that is leading me to a path of a career full of opportunity and fulfillment. In my short time in the study of law, I have gained a deeper passion for the importance of advocating and understanding of what it means to allow the Lord to work in my life so that He can reach His full potential in and through me. The Lord has been gracious in granting me perseverance and reliance this past year. I'm excited and driven. I can't wait to see what's at the end of the road.
Speaking of roads, the drive home was long; but it was comforting when I passed the Texas state line to see the wide open spaces. I was beginning to feel
claustrophobic in the mountains. Even so, I have to admit I am gradually falling in love with the East Coast...and I don't hate it. Maybe God is preparing me for something new "somewhere down the road...." I am becoming more okay with that as each day passes....
As I conclude, I realize that each person that reads this blog is most likely on a very different road or journey than I am on. That is the beauty of the diversity that life brings. I pray that each person that reads this will realize that every road that's traveled teaches something new. While on the path set before you, whether it be a road of joy or full of sorrow, seek what the Lord wants to teach you as you make the journey.
Until next time...be blessed....and know I am getting my fill of Blue Bell and Tex-Mex to last through the next upcoming year...