**sniff

This morning I sat in my New Testament Canonization class and, aside from freaking out about my presentation, felt a pang of sadness as my time at TWU as an undergraduate comes to a close. I simply cannot believe that four years have gone by. It has been four years of TWU's people pouring into me and me pouring myself into TWU.

 A week later...

 I just had my last undergraduate class. My classes definitely petered out at the end, instead of finishing with a "bang". Am I not supposed to feel inspired to go change the world? Commissioned to spread the gospel news? Equipped with four years of knowledge? Renewed by the transforming of my mind? At the very least, am I not supposed to feel a sense of accomplishment or achievement? A sense of closure? Maybe those things will come after the commencement ceremony, or maybe they will not come at all.