Going Back Home…sort of
Yesterday I visited Ohio University, to watch a high school basketball game of all things. Jennifer and I went, along with my immediate family. I gave Jennifer a tour of the campus and I even visited Ellis Hall (where my Classics and Philosophy classes were) and my old dorm. Funny thing is that the dorm smells exactly the same as it did back then. Honestly, I had a rush of nostalgia, like I should be walking up the stairs with my cousin Bill and my brother, and some other friends, checking in at the dorm before we headed out for dinner. I liked my Ohio University days. I kind of miss being on campus. Since I visited on a Sunday, hardly anybody was out and about, but it still felt like it used to.
I enjoyed my undergrad days more than my time at grad school. I went to a mainline Protestant seminary for grad school, where the program was a mix of politically correct Academics and emotional reflection. Fortunately I did not enter into the MDiv program…I can only "process" so many feelings in one day and tolerate only so much trendiness in my worship. I met a lot of good friends there, and some of them have blogs I visit regularly, but I was just uncomfortable with my environment…not academically rigorous nor orthodox. I can take either one, or preferably a mix, but not something in between.
On a side note, Jennifer and I visited St. Paul’s Catholic Church in Athens. They had some great materials on Natural Family Planning and Catholic morality, not to mention signs encouraging Eucharistic adoration. Jennifer jokingly said, "see what you missed," referring to the fact that I wasn’t Catholic at the time, but rather struggling to find a church where I fit in. I hope to go back soon on a weekday to meet up with some friends.
