I Corinthians 7:14
For the unbelieving spouse is set apart (separated, withdrawn from heathen contamination, and affiliated with the Christian people) by union with his consecrated (set-apart) wife, and the unbelieving wife is set apart and separated through union with her consecrated spouse. Otherwise your children would be unclean (unblessed heathen,outside the Christian covenant), but as it is they are prepared for God [pure and clean].
I'm drawn back to the scripture by the insight God has shown me through this scripture.
The belief of one covers the unbelief of another.
I'd just gotten out of a horrific committee meeting. My lab was planning to move in a few months and unbeknownst to me, my boss was NOT pleased with me. He waited until he was in front of all the other PhDs on my committee to tell me so.
He told me a few things:
1. He wasn't sure I was capable of getting a PhD
2. Even if I was capable, he wasn't sure I could get one in a reasonable amount of time
3. He wouldn't wait around to see if that was possible
4. He felt I was cavalier
5. He wasn't sure he was going to give me a favorable review for my funding through NSF
It was a hugely awful day. It was a game changer.
You know when you know you're in over your head and that you need some help to get out of this situation? I was there and I knew exactly what I needed to do.
Though my natural inclination was to sit in my car and cry I didn't. I did go to my car. I sat in there for a minute and then I dialed the only person I knew who could help me: my mentor at UNC.
I sure did call down the North Carolina from Nebraska because I was sinking and I didn't have a life raft. It was one of the rare times that I called that two things happened:
1. She answered the phone
2. She had time to talk on the phone to me
I talked to my mentor for an hour about how to get out of this situation. She told me a few things. She told me what it would mean if she had said to one of her graduate students that she felt they were cavalier (that they were about 2 steps from being kicked out of the lab) and more importantly, how to fix my situation. She gave me a number of things to do from get in those publications and read as much as I could to doing the work. She told me I needed to study to show myself approved and I had to actually put in the time. I needed more data and data that I understood. She told me I needed to become a scientist and how to do so.
Over the next few weeks I'd call with new information and I'd get new instructions. about 8 weeks later, my committee saw an about face. They unanimously agreed that I should continue in graduate school, that I was capable of getting a PhD, that I should get a favorable review for my funding, and that I should go to UNC with my lab.
The part of this that is so important is that my mentor believed. Despite that fact that my boss was telling me that he wasn't sure I was capable or would ever be capable, she believed. She'd never worked with me scientifically except on one oral presentation about 4 years prior, but she believed. Not only did she believe but she helped me walk it out until I could believe for myself.
One of the most profound things my mentor ever did was believe. She believed when I didn't. She believed when I couldn't. She believed in who I could be. She believes still in who I'm trying to be. She believes in what I'm seeking God for. She believes in my relationship with God.
She believes.
I know for myself that her belief has covered my unbelief a time or two.
I'm drawn back to the scripture by the insight God has shown me through this scripture.
The belief of one covers the unbelief of another.
I'd just gotten out of a horrific committee meeting. My lab was planning to move in a few months and unbeknownst to me, my boss was NOT pleased with me. He waited until he was in front of all the other PhDs on my committee to tell me so.
He told me a few things:
1. He wasn't sure I was capable of getting a PhD
2. Even if I was capable, he wasn't sure I could get one in a reasonable amount of time
3. He wouldn't wait around to see if that was possible
4. He felt I was cavalier
5. He wasn't sure he was going to give me a favorable review for my funding through NSF
It was a hugely awful day. It was a game changer.
You know when you know you're in over your head and that you need some help to get out of this situation? I was there and I knew exactly what I needed to do.
Though my natural inclination was to sit in my car and cry I didn't. I did go to my car. I sat in there for a minute and then I dialed the only person I knew who could help me: my mentor at UNC.
I sure did call down the North Carolina from Nebraska because I was sinking and I didn't have a life raft. It was one of the rare times that I called that two things happened:
1. She answered the phone
2. She had time to talk on the phone to me
I talked to my mentor for an hour about how to get out of this situation. She told me a few things. She told me what it would mean if she had said to one of her graduate students that she felt they were cavalier (that they were about 2 steps from being kicked out of the lab) and more importantly, how to fix my situation. She gave me a number of things to do from get in those publications and read as much as I could to doing the work. She told me I needed to study to show myself approved and I had to actually put in the time. I needed more data and data that I understood. She told me I needed to become a scientist and how to do so.
Over the next few weeks I'd call with new information and I'd get new instructions. about 8 weeks later, my committee saw an about face. They unanimously agreed that I should continue in graduate school, that I was capable of getting a PhD, that I should get a favorable review for my funding, and that I should go to UNC with my lab.
The part of this that is so important is that my mentor believed. Despite that fact that my boss was telling me that he wasn't sure I was capable or would ever be capable, she believed. She'd never worked with me scientifically except on one oral presentation about 4 years prior, but she believed. Not only did she believe but she helped me walk it out until I could believe for myself.
One of the most profound things my mentor ever did was believe. She believed when I didn't. She believed when I couldn't. She believed in who I could be. She believes still in who I'm trying to be. She believes in what I'm seeking God for. She believes in my relationship with God.
She believes.
I know for myself that her belief has covered my unbelief a time or two.
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