I have a recurring stress dream where I am a new teacher in an unfamiliar school and I’m running late on my first day of classes. As I run down the hallway (sometimes in my underwear), I realize I have forgotten where my classroom is.
Yesterday, reading the email informing me that I was a month into a class I didn’t even know I was enrolled in felt a lot like that.
But only at first.
After the initial shock wore off, I discovered I wasn’t feeling too panicked in general.
The class’s major project will be the completion of my prospectus, a 20 to 25-page paper outlining the parameters of my project and giving a theological justification for it.
And I have already done that once.
And, yes, my first attempt was rejected – for good reasons.
I am (2 years) older and wiser now and my foundational convictions are firmer. It shouldn’t be TOO time-consuming to revise my prospectus. It’s always much easier to start from a rough draft than a blank page.
The real challenge at this point will be twofold:
- Narrowing the focus of this beast down to a manageable size.
- And facing what comes next once this step is completed.
If I’m honest, fear of next steps has been a major factor in my delay in revising and resubmitting my prospectus.
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