Training Day

Last night I ended my 19th year, and now I am beginning my 20th. Meanwhile, I'll be known by what I have already accomplished, having "turned 19", and not by what I have yet to accomplish, during the 20th year of life I am living now.

In my Development class students were explaining why they were taking the course. As they spoke about their experiences in missions or on their internships, I felt a certain determination, that I would prepare myself as fully as possible before I left on my own internship. It didn't take long for me to consider that the internship is in itself part of the preparation for my life's work - it is a means to an end, but not the end itself. Furthermore, my entire life is really nothing more than an internship on Godly living, on walking in God's glory. And just as an internship is about both the internee's growth as well as the community's, so it is in my life.

The first chunk of your time when interning is spend in training. Just so, my nineteen years have so far been training and education and upbringing. But I'm getting closer and closer to the day that basic training is over. While the entire internship, and my entire life, will train me and teach me, this exact experience I have right now on this campus with these people and these classes, will not reoccur. This is Training Day, Biola style. Time to train.