Statistics Lessons...

I HATE math! I've always hated it, I will never change my mind about it, and yet, it keeps coming back into my life... Math is the reason I just about didn't graduate college, its the reason I chose a Masters that didn't require it, and it's the reason that I just about dropped out of my doctorate degree... Knowing how I feel about math I decided that I would be mature and proactive and take my statistics class and get it out of the way. Haha, that worked out well... ;) Don't get me wrong, I didn't fail the class, I think I might have actually gotten an A, but it has been a painful 7 weeks of my life. For the last 7 weeks I have had statistics on my brain, I have thought about it while I was out with my friends, watching movies, teaching my students, and unfortunately, while I was sleeping. That's right, I had nightmares about Stats, it was horrible! Thank goodness I'm stubborn and I refused to lose to Stats, and that I have a great friend who actually understands the content... I managed to make it through the class, and I'm even done my work 5 days ahead of schedule, which is impressive for my procrastinating self. So, while I'm sitting here trying to recover from the class I was thinking about lessons that I could learn, because, well let's be honest, I didn't learn anything from the class...

The first thing I thought about was... What kind of a Christian would I be if I thought about Christ and His love as much as I thought about Stats? What impact would I have made on the people in my life if I was as consumed with Christ as I was with Stats? Not easy questions to ask, and even harder to admit that at times I am more consumed with Stats then with my amazing and loving Savior... How sad. Secondly, what character lessons have I gone through and been strengthened in during this class. My determination and resolve to finish the things that I start and finish them well have definitely been stretched and strengthened through this class. I can't tell you how many times I wanted to quit and give up, but I also know myself well enough to know that I would have been disappointed in myself if I had. So, as much as I can't believe I'm saying this, I'm thankful that I had to take this ridiculous class and that I finished it. Believe me, the fact that both things are true are miracles, and all I can say is... Praise the Lord!!!