Not sure what to say; lots of funny feelings. For days, I’ve had those pounding bells from Tosca in my head, tiredness, and all the usual. I’ve emerged into the sunlight today after my last exam, in a slightly funny sort of mood. I think I’m happy, but sad, regretful, relieved, and more. It’ll take a while before I can describe it and move on. What a four years! Praise be to God who gives life and more. Not to us, not to us be the glory, but to God who in his surpassing faithfulness hasn’t left us to wallow in life, going from exams to parties to more work, fleeting toil and pleasures, but gives us the deepest, truest, new life entirely, so that God the eternal Father himself can receive us before himself, and give us his worship as a goal and honour.

Work has been good, knowing it’s for him, the seminars and sheets and bits and pieces all year, in which, despite my moaning, I have been getting through some good maths each week, as well as the crunch time in the last few weeks. Fun ahead is also wonderful only in knowing what relationships really are when we see them in the light of Christ’s relationship to us; parties and other temporary pleasures satisfying only when we work to set our desires on remembering the joy the come and understand the few weeks revels ahead in that context. What a good and faithful Lord we have, who comforts every heart which calls on him before exams to ask for repentance and a new direction that satisfies, and all the more will take us in in May week when we drink and find that the world is not enough! Who can count himself rich to gain the whole of Cambridge, if he forfeit his soul?

So, I’m free now, from one job and one lifestyle, but Christ offers for us to be anchored not just to the familiar and predictable, but in the unshakeable. I’ll be getting out and hitting May week, and I’ll have something wonderful to sing of his works among my friends. That’s life to the full.