As most of you know, I love learning languages. In high school I learned American Sign Language. In college I designated Mandarin as my minor. Last spring semester, God told me to take Spanish my Junior year of college. Here I am, now, second semester of Junior year, and I have never been more motivated to study it, BUT it hasn’t always been that way.
Last semester, I honestly treated Spanish as a joke. (Now, before all you Spanish lovers get at me, God has really changed my opinion of Spanish.) I never studied for my quizzes–failed all of them. I never studied for my exams–miraculously passed all of them (except for the final…). And I did decent on all of the homework. I think I passed the class with either a C or a B. I don’t remember.
This semester! I came into this semester so ready to fantastic in Spanish and do just as good on the quizzes as I did on the exams last semester. I was ready to be a winner. And I was on the quizzes! but on other things? NOPE. BIG FAT NOPE. I failed so horribly that I cried to my mom and my Spanish professor after almost every exam. I wanted to drop the class and never come back to it. The reason I didn’t drop the class was because I believe God told me to take it.
I was conflicted though. I have yet to get an exam grade above a 68. (And trust me when I say it had dropped drastically low at one point.) Then I was talking to a good friend and he pointed out to me the end of Hebrews chapter 11. The entire chapter is the Hall of Faith, and it is telling us readers all about why people of the Bible are considered faithful. It gets to the end of the chapter and it basically says: Oh yeah! And there are like a million other people we can’t name, but they’re faithful because they were beheaded, set on fire, and crucified. (stated in my own words.) My friend was like, “That sounds horrible! But, they’re considered faithful because they were obedient. What do you want to be considered faithful for?” I knew instantly that I couldn’t leave Spanish class. I had to push through.
That didn’t stop me from constantly asking God for revelation though. I was always praying about it! Then one day, God was like, “Look! I need you to have a steady foundation in languages so that when your books are translated, you can assure that the gospel themes are not translated out of them.” I was amazed and have worked hard after that.
I had two exams this week and my final is next Monday. The first exam this week was an Oral Exam and I got an 84. I’ll let you know on the second one when I get the grade back, and I’ll for sure let you know about the final.
That’s been my journey with Spanish. I love it.