You may know that I am currently taking a philosophy class. It’s Medieval Philosophy.
I don’t like not knowing things. And yet, I hate learning how to think. It’s quite the conundrum in which I’m finding myself. Perhaps if things were better explained it might be easier to understand how arguments are framed, but I’m finding that when I’m shoved into the middle of a subject I’ve only been introduced into, that I flounder because I don’t know how to swim in this water yet. This water is different. It’s slick, it’s heavy.
I’m here to say that I have a love/hate relationship with philosophy right now. I know it’s extremely useful. It’s also a prerequisite for the Master of Divinity program, so it’s necessary. But.