Eschatology...Sort of

Tonight was the last time I worked at Walther Library.  It's probably the last time I'll ever work at a library, actually.  I never really thought of myself as a library person.  I mean, I studied their occasionally in elementary/middle school/high school.  I studied at the Ball State library pretty frequently in college (it was also a GREAT place to take a nap before I lived in an air-conditioned dorm room).  But then, after Andrea and I got married and we moved back to Muncie, I got a job working at the Muncie Public Library's Maring-Hunt branch.  I held a variety of jobs there, but I really learned that I loved to work at the library.  I haven't had that many jobs in my life, and I've liked most of them, but I honestly loved working at the library.  When we moved back to Fort Wayne so I could start at the seminary, I applied to work at the campus library (come to think of it, I also tried to apply at the Allen County Public Library, but they weren't hiring).  Anyway, long story short, I also loved working at Walther Library.  We're back where we started: Tonight was the last time I worked at Walther Library.

The circulation desk at close

This is my desk.  We liked to put weird/funny stuff on the wall.

So, what is eschatology?  Eschatology is a theological term that means the study of the end times (literally, words about the last things).  Recently, I've been thinking quite a bit about last things.  You know when you were in high school, and you celebrated all of those last things that you did?  Swim meets, track meets, cross country meets, plays, dances, etc.  I'm doing that all over again at the seminary.  Last day of classes, last time to sing "A Might Fortress is Our God" in chapel, last time to receive the Lord's Supper at the chapel altar.  What it all comes down to is this: I'm already getting a little homesick for the seminary.  We're also making final visits to family and friends.  I'm homesick more for Naomi and Baby Mac 2.0 as far as that goes, but it's hard to know that we're possibly leaving them behind for quite some time.

Not all of my entries will be this melancholy, I promise.  I really am excited to get out to Colorado.  It's just difficult to leave every body and every thing behind.

***Point of clarification***Andrea and the babies are coming to Colorado.  That line about me feeling homesick for them was more that they won't see extended family as often as I got to when I was growing up.  (Thanks, Grandma!)