By Beth Ludlum on
I have officially survived my first year at seminary. It is almost unreal now, nearly ten months removed from the start of my fall courses, when I remember the fears and anxieties I had during my first week. Reading through my written journal dated the evening before Orientation Day 2007, I was struck by my peaceful countenance in these words: “Starting tomorrow, things will never be the same. But I know this is where God has called me, and I rest on that promise.”