Something tells me that this "country lad" (I'm more suburbs than anything I suppose) is going to have trouble getting to grips with his new surroundings on the Lisburn Road. I first gave thought to this fact when every time I heard a car door begin opened or closed, I found myself waiting in expectation for someone to call at the door soon after, but this is one of the minor adjustments I'll have to deal with.

I've been up at Belfast Bible College for 2 weeks now and the lectures are in full flow now. On top of this the part-time job hunt is also in full swing to make sure this theology student doesn't run into too much debt after three years. I'm currently in Portadown and the two locations (both here and Belfast) where I shall life this year seem to have created a "Bernard's watch" effect. This seems to have revealed even more so my self-centred mindset in which I feel that things of importance generally only take place not simply in the location where I find myself but the place were I find my imagination and concentration to wander (not only am I putting creation in my box but also God). Oh course this is silly, things don't stop on my account when I leave one place and begin again wherever I find myself next. I know a degree in theology probably won't cure my slight god complex (it's more insecurity than anything, try to picture a tetris block having an identity crisis), but the people I meet probably will. Already they are helping me out in ways they don't know. So far I've met many a folk, (particularly those I'll be studying along-side with) who's testimonies and different backgrounds have already begun to shape a bigger and better idea of the body of Christ, one in which I fit much better.

Ben