It is finished
Wow, its done. After three plus months of brutal, grueling work, it's done. Why did I do it? Why all those nights of 1-4 hours of sleep? Why all the anguish and hard work? Why don't I just give in and go the easy route? Was it for the grade? Was it for the praise of someone saying, "Well done on that paper"? Looking at what my grades will be, if that was the reason, I have failed. But what if it were for a different standard? What if the mere acquisition of knowledge were not my end goal? What if there was something else that drove me in this pursuit. A reality of a greater reward far beyond anything that can be grasped here on earth? Not a reward for achieving some tangible accolade from a mere human, but rather the words of the Almighty Creator of the universe telling one, "Well done thou good and FAITHFUL servant." That is why. That is the reason to endure. Then if comes into focus. The the long nights of work, the struggle, it is not because I want to ...