First Week of Law School

I'm curled up in a comfy chair in the study loft looking out on the Liberty University football stadium filled with a sense of jubilance, satisfaction, relief, and accomplishment. I made it through my first week of law school, not only in one piece, but I also have an understanding of the concepts and rules of law set forth in the cases that I studied for so many hours this past week.

I was so nervous about being late for Monday's very first class, that I woke up in the middle of the night thinking it was morning and that I had over-slept and hastily began getting dressed for the day, only to finally wake up enough to realize that it was only 1:45 in the morning. So... needless to say, I was a bit wound up at the beginning. I'll be able to laugh about it even more later. It was pretty funny, even then.

I have to tell you, my most faithful reader, that unless you have been a 1L, you cannot understand the vast intensity of information and sheer terror that a 1L is intimidated with. Somehow in the middle of it, I found a way (Only by God's grace!) to dig in and attack and yes, in a very odd way, enjoy the study that is never ending, stretching out before like a never ending ocean. I must maintain this same mentality for the rest of the semester and I know this will be very difficult.

I'm so thankful to be here, that sometimes the emotion is overwhelming. I have to give glory to God because it is only because of Him and His provision that I am here. I haven't told many people this, but I only applied to Liberty University School of Law--nowhere else. I didn't realize how scary that was until recently when I found out that there were a lot of people who didn't get in. I just knew that I was called to be here, and trusted that the Lord would work it all out. I am so happy here, I cannot even adequately express it. I am surrounded by professors who care about each student, and while this is arguably one of the hardest programs of law in the nation (according to the ABA, I have been told), I am going to be so well-equipped in whatever concentration of law that I practice, it will be well-worth the effort. The joy of pursuing my dreams makes every headache and irritatingly difficult assignment somehow easier.

I am enjoying each class, Property, Civil Procedure, Contracts, Lawyering Skills, Torts, and Foundations. Of all classes, the one that gets me going the most is my Foundations class. We are studying the foundation of this country and the ideas and philosophies that our founders had. Liberty University has a uniqueness about it in a few areas, and I love their conservative view on our liberty. There are some things I know I will disagree with them on... I'm a little more on the libertarian side of things, but it's this school's goal to turn out a bunch of lawyers who are going to turn this nation upside down and bring us back to our roots, in whatever area they choose to practice. I get chills even as I write that.

People ask me if I know what I want to study and why I am here. I actually do know. I want to study Constitutional law and be able to be an advocate for the voice of We the People. I also want to run for office one day and truly uphold and defend the Constitution as so many of our elected officials have decided is unnecessary. We must become a nation that returns to the rule of law, and not the whim of those who assume power. I have a huge vision that I will have to save for another blog, but I will also have to see just what God has for me. So far, I have been taking steps in these directions, He has continued to open the doors and I know that this passion in my heart was not placed there by me.

I've got a little informative seminar on outlining for the finals, so I must abandon my writing for now. I have missed it so much. I'm also aching for home, but for now, I am where I am supposed to be.