Redemption for Victorian literature came to me through a professor this semester. I spent every Tuesday and Thursday with Victorians such as Tennyson, Browning and Carlyle. I can honestly say my heart was a little heavy when I wrote the last word on the final and walked out of those doors. There is so much irony in this situation that I cannot help but laugh. If you talked to me in September I would have told you that this class was in the process of killing me and I was never going to make it through. However, I really think it was the passion that pulled me in. The passion of a white haired man with a taxi driver hat and very neatly ironed pants. I have never met anyone who could have so much passion about what I thought at the beginning was a lifeless subject. We could see it in his eyes when he walked into the classroom every day. His passion radiated through the stuffy room in Boyd hall and because of it I fell in love with Victorian literature.
I want to have the kind of passion that radiates. I want to be so passionate about something that the passion can't help but consume the listener and draw them in. I want people to look at me and crave to know why I am so excited. I want to bring the gospel to life in the way that Dr. Gracie brought victorian literature to life. How convicting to me it was that he was this passionate during 30 classes about one subject. An intriguing subject, but one that hardly changes lives. Shouldn't we be this passionate or more every time we get to talk about the gospel? Shouldn't we be this excited even thinking about the cross?
What keeps us from sharing this excitment? Dr. Gracie would literally have a little jump in his step when he talked about Elizabeth Barrett Browning. Even though we had not studied Victorian lit the way he had, he did not withhold any of his joy. He was not weary that we did not understand. It was 9:30 in the morning and he was exploding with passion. It was a beautiful thing.
I want that little jump in my step to be recognizable everywhere I go.
Thursday, December 13, 2007
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