Pip the psychologist? I’m not sure. My mum made a suggestion via E-mail yesterday that made me think. The question that’s most important is not Should I be a psychologist? but instead What am I going to do with myself when (presumably) I do make a goal?
I don’t have a very specific goal here at school. My objectives are to do the work set before me as best as I can and enjoy as much as possible, and that applying to anything in life, but as for occupations I’ve been markedly undecided. Over the past two years I’ve been both indecisive (in the sense of wavering and hesitation) and undecided (per se caused by a general lack of effort put into a decision).
Having a few general objectives without a specific goal is a nice way to start, but I’m beginning to understand that it’s no way to stay. When I graduate from St. John’s, I’ll have as many options for graduate work as I had for post-secondary schools coming out of high school. This education I’ve committed myself to certainly won’t choose for me. So I need to make a choice.
Now is not necessarily time to make that choice, but now is the time to prepare and dream. The latter is easy for me, never problematic in practice; the former, however, is where my real questions come from. Will that one goal automatically divert my attention away from other things? Will I sacrifice anything in my present education if I do set myself to the task of earning a doctorate in, say, child psychology? Will my outlook change once I’ve made the choice? Will that change the way I work? Should I be doing extra work to prepare myself for such a goal if I’m yet not fully committed to it?
These are questions that I consider answerable, but maybe I’m idealizing this process a bit too much. In a quick glance I would guess: Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes, and Yes. My emphasis is on the last question/answer. It makes sense to me, now, to pick something that interests me and something I can envision and something that seems natural and go with it, waiting always for something else to come up. I suppose if I prepared myself for four years to enter grad school for some sort of psychology and, in the fourth year of undergraduate study, decided against it, I would adjust well—that being a huge benefit of this liberal education—so what’s stopping me?
A song I’ve quoted before, the chorus of Jason Upton’s “Will of God”:
And a verse from his “One of These Days”:
Where is my faith in all of this? Have I heard my Master’s call? I should keep my ears and eyes open, I know, and be ready to walk on water wherever when He calls my name.
I don’t have a very specific goal here at school. My objectives are to do the work set before me as best as I can and enjoy as much as possible, and that applying to anything in life, but as for occupations I’ve been markedly undecided. Over the past two years I’ve been both indecisive (in the sense of wavering and hesitation) and undecided (per se caused by a general lack of effort put into a decision).
Having a few general objectives without a specific goal is a nice way to start, but I’m beginning to understand that it’s no way to stay. When I graduate from St. John’s, I’ll have as many options for graduate work as I had for post-secondary schools coming out of high school. This education I’ve committed myself to certainly won’t choose for me. So I need to make a choice.
Now is not necessarily time to make that choice, but now is the time to prepare and dream. The latter is easy for me, never problematic in practice; the former, however, is where my real questions come from. Will that one goal automatically divert my attention away from other things? Will I sacrifice anything in my present education if I do set myself to the task of earning a doctorate in, say, child psychology? Will my outlook change once I’ve made the choice? Will that change the way I work? Should I be doing extra work to prepare myself for such a goal if I’m yet not fully committed to it?
These are questions that I consider answerable, but maybe I’m idealizing this process a bit too much. In a quick glance I would guess: Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes, and Yes. My emphasis is on the last question/answer. It makes sense to me, now, to pick something that interests me and something I can envision and something that seems natural and go with it, waiting always for something else to come up. I suppose if I prepared myself for four years to enter grad school for some sort of psychology and, in the fourth year of undergraduate study, decided against it, I would adjust well—that being a huge benefit of this liberal education—so what’s stopping me?
A song I’ve quoted before, the chorus of Jason Upton’s “Will of God”:
I want to live for the will of God
O Lord, I want to follow
With all of my mind, all my heart and all my soul
I want to follow You, O Lord
And a verse from his “One of These Days”:
Some say that I’m only dreaming
And that this can’t be true
But my faith has only been increasing
Since the day that I met You
Where is my faith in all of this? Have I heard my Master’s call? I should keep my ears and eyes open, I know, and be ready to walk on water wherever when He calls my name.
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