Well, he did it! After a long 3.5 years, Matt has finally completed his M.Div. And so, according to the degree that will be bestowed upon him, my husband has apparently mastered the divine. Sweet.

We have been in all-out celebratory mode this weekend. We hit up another church’s parent date night on Friday to allow us a childless dinner at Outback. (p.s. this was really a lot less sketchy than it may seem. Our kids go to school at this particular church, and Matt happens to know their student pastor who was running the event.) Last night, we had yet another kid-free dinner out with our small group. And today, I will repay the kids for ditching them all weekend with a trip to a bounce house and to see Christmas lights/Santa at Johnston County’s infamous Meadow Lights.

Life is good. I mean, life was good when Matt was in school. But after too many years of school between both of us, there’s something particularly refreshing about being free of homework, tests, and progress reports for essentially the first time in our nine year relationship. We have traded schoolwork for student loans, and I couldn’t be happier!

1 Comment on master of the divine

  1. Congratulations! I understand your joy. My husband took 3.5 years to get a masters in physics (first two years were as a full-time student) when we were first married, and he's been working towards a masters of divinity (S.L.O.W.L.Y.) the past couple of years. Thankfully, he's taking the next semester off! =) Where did you husband graduate from?

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