So, I am graduating from seminary in a few months and I'm supposed to be a master of counseling. Now, come on, that's just ridiculous. David Powlison once said (I think it was the Powlison), and I paraphrase, "You aren't a good counselor until you've had at least 10 years experience." This audacious statement made by one who can make such a statement, someone I admire from afar, cannot be denied. So when I am sitting in front of a young woman who is pregnant and her boyfriend is no where to be found and her mother is pressuring her to have an abortion and she knows not the peace of Christ... I can hope in the Lord to give me wise counsel for her; weep with her and love her; lovingly challenge her with the gospel; and entrust her to the Lord; make mistakes and fumble and flounder... because, oh yeah, I don't have all the answers and 10 years from now I still won't have all the answers. I do have a God who redeems and transforms. I have a God who has revealed himself in the Word and equips me to know and communicate it.
My desire this semester is to meditate deeply on the Word, treasure it, experience the God who is my exceeding joy. I want to rightly know God as he has revealed himself in the Word. I want to know the Word so well so that it shapes my thoughts, guides my counsel, transforms my life.
drink in, my soul, the wonders of the Lord...
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Sarah, you are wise beyond your years, and I know that when I tell you this that you are mature enough to NOT allow comments like this to go to your head and cause you to be filled with pride. I am sure that you will be a wise couselor because of the facts that you have just stated, that you want to meditate on God's Word and allow it to transform your life.
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