Reflections

Due to the terminal condition of my college career in the next few weeks, I'm going to dedicate the next weeks of posts to reflections on my college experience.

First reflection shall be on reflection:

The foto you see has been the typical morning hours in my apartment for the last two years. Sometimes there is company, sometimes it's just me and my thoughts. I've come to love the time I spend on my couch watching the campus wake up, while reading and meditating on scripture, enjoying coffee, and journaling reflecting on life as it appears that day. These morning hours have truly been invaluable, and they are practice I hope to carry in some form for the rest of my life.

The "end" of a temporal reference is a wonderful opportunity to reflect.The end of a day, the end of a trip, the end of a year, the end of a phase of life-I tend to wrestle with my feelings, thoughts, and emotions during these times in ways that are only magnified due to the terminal pressure.

With it being Holy Week, I wonder how reflective Jesus felt knowing it was the final week of his earthly life. How many people did he want to talk with one last time, how many bits of wisdom was he dying to empty himself of, what love had he left to show those closest to him, what would his final meal be? Did he have a bucket list?

I'm inclined to think Jesus' humanity was heavy this week, but his divinity was hopeful having an other worldly view and understanding of temporal references. He understood eternity. His vision was on the everlasting. . . the ever lasting.

How would conclusions and transitions be different if I thought eternally, not just of myself, but of everyone? everything?