I have a love hate relationship with my major at school. I love it because it's all about two of my passions... Yeshua, and People. I hate it because it's still very male dominated, especially in the Baptist South. I don't know if you caught it, but I'm very much a female. I mean, I've got a wonderful boyfriend who I adore immensely! and my blog, at least currently, is VERY pink!
It's friday, and I only have one class on fridays, at 9 AM (the boyfriend is jealous cuz he works till 4:30 every day *grin*) and I'm the ONLY girl in there.... There are a dozen people in that class, 11 students, and the prof. I'm the girl. THE girl. Today we were discussing a case study about ministers (since i'm a ministerial student) and it was basically the pastor complaining about the music minister who (the minister said) had a hard time keeping appointments and was "very emotional." What's wrong with emotional? I understand that hey, yeah, we need to keep appointments and structure isn't a bad thing, but it was all complaints against the music minister. I was trying to say "we need to see where the music minister is coming from before we can confront him." I understand, we need to confront the music minister. He's not being the most efficient, i see that! But what if he's from another culture where time is relative, or what if he's from a charismatic background and is genuinely sensitive to the Spirit? We can't always look at life through Baptist lenses... SERIOUSLY!
So in class, I'm trying to say that before we can say "How can I help you?" we need to get to know him. We have to get to that point in a relationship where confrontation is not seen as a personal attack, but rather as a chance to grow.
And the whole time I felt like my thoughts were not being heard, that I was not important in the class because my goal in life is not to be a pastor of a church, but one who meets the needs of those I meet. I have to take this class because I'm a ministerial student... I'm not sure that my prof understands that not everyone is going to be *the* pastor of a church. Some are going into missions, some into youth ministry, some into music, some into the pastorate. it's about as varied as the people in the class (which I wanna point out is not very varied.... it's all males... mostly going into the pastorate!)
I admit... sometimes I just talk to be heard. I'm a girl. Girls talk, as a general rule. HOWEVER! this wasn't one of those times. All I wanted, really, was to feel validated... I wanted to know that even though I'm the only girl in the class that I had a valid point. I don't think the prof quite got it.
I left wanting to shoot myself (except not really) and then I checked my voicemail and got yet another message from the ring company with yet another hold on my order. "Your ring design can only have three characters." Well, heck. I might as well go with the other ring design!
Seriously, can today get any worse? **EDIT: yes... my day CAN get worse.... at the Cafe earlier, I sat my stuff down only to come back with my food to realize it'd been moved because the people sitting at the table didn't take time to tell me "hey! [chick] is sitting there!" Seriously. All it would take is a quick glance, see that it's me and say "Sorry, Ad! this seat is taken by [chick]. She just got up to get her food." i would've been fine! /growl... 1630 can't get here soon enough. I miss my boyfriend **end edit**
Well, I guess I can look forward to 4:30 and a wonderful call from the wonderful boy. Then my day with be 1000% better.... Just saying.
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