Known as the Harvard of seminaries, Dallas Theological Seminary, is what beckoned my husband and I across the country from the East Coast. We are thoroughly enjoying our time here in Dallas. There are many distractions here. It is like a concrete playground here… with endless miles of traffic, more concrete, tons of shopping, and extremely sweet people. Any and everything is within one’s reach. Most of all, we have the gift of being in community with some incredible people.
We are in our third week of seminary. My husband focuses all his hours on Greek it seems like. He sings songs in Greek along with this lady on his tutorial C.D. They sing together: “Oh come all ye pistas (faithful), joyful and triumphant.” I try not to get jealous. At least these hymns help him learn his words. I’ve enjoyed learning the Greek alphabet as well. It’s my story-time before bed each night. In the midst of these seminary days, I love watching my husband learn and grow. He is being stretched in uncomfortable ways so that means I am too. His goal is to be able to read the Bible in Greek (and Hebrew) one day in its entirety.
But I definitely know that hard days are ahead. Seminary isn’t easy on a marriage. It’s a juggling act between marriage, work, keeping in shape, quiet times, friends, church, ministry, family, date nights, and more. My strength in this season of seminary is the Lord. He is the Alpha and Omega (yes, that’s Greek too) and will carry us through to the end even if I’m kicking and screaming!
