A Blessed Life (18)
They call it commencement. It is an exciting time. One phase of life is ending and the future holds both adventure and uncertainly. When I graduated from Harrison County High School in May of 1964, I could never have imagined the direction my life would take. Many ideas had run through my mind concerning where I would go and what I would do. My friend Martin and I had talked about driving to the west coast together along Route 66. We would work various odd jobs along the way. That plan turned out to be only talk. A more serious and more practical idea was to go to college, so I looked into possibly enrolling at Morehead State and pursuing a career in forestry. Being a Forest Ranger sounded really cool. I had given that thought all the serious consideration of a second grader wanting to be a fireman. So I spent the summer working on the farm with no clear plan for commencing anything.
To this day I could not tell you how or when or what caused me to look into enrolling at Southeastern Christian College. Several of us from Salem Church had attended youth camps there during the summers. Those experiences had always been fun and spiritually uplifting. I think I must have felt that going to school there would be a prolonged summer camp. Whatever the reason I found myself enrolled as a college freshman in August of ‘64.
Looking back it is easy to see the providential hand of God in my decision to go to school there. It was another demonstration of how God knows what is best, even when we don’t. That school provided a good foundational education in liberal arts and science, but also in depth Bible classes, and opportunities for preaching. I also had the privilege of being on the basketball team. I never got in any games that I can recall, but I did practice and drive the team bus. But the best thing of all was the lovely brunette working in the bookstore. The second day of school I made sure that I met Colleen Caven!
– Terry A. Morrison