Does Education have Spiritual Perks?
By Terri Edmund
When I decided to go back to college as I rapidly approach seventy, most friends and family questioned my sanity. Why would I put myself through that torture again? Wasn’t the whole point of higher education to get a better job, work hard and retire in forty years or so? Why go back now when I’m enjoying a comfortable retirement?
My stock answer is to protect my brain from memory loss. Alzheimer’s Disease lurks in my family tree, and I’m not taking any chances. It’s the same reason I joined community band. Learning, like playing music and doing crosswords, keeps memory loss at bay. And that’s just one of the many benefits of lifelong learning.
My ex and I used to go for cocktails almost everyday after work; our socialization, we called it. Getting retired and divorced at about the same time, my socialization vanished. I wasn’t just bored; I was lonely. But going back to school now doesn’t feel like it did fifty years ago. How could it? That was before mortgages and marriages, sicknesses, and storms.
Even if I can’t find that carefree vibe I enjoyed as a teenager, I revel in the accomplishment. My young nephew reminds me the S in the name brand of my sneakers stands for “senior.” Then he shows me a couple keyboard shortcuts, hugs me, and says, “I’m proud of you, Aunt Terri.” Just the gold star I need to keep climbing that learning ladder.
The biggest awakening is that I was born a generation or two too soon. I love editing and designing on a computer, though I’m a novice at what most my classmates were exposed to in early grades. The first time I walked into the Graphic Design Laboratory on campus, I was wowed by the equipment I am privileged to use.
But the learning curve is slippery. Digital Publishing didn’t exist when I went to college the first time. We used scissors and glue to mockup type for the student newspaper. Employed as an editorial assistant out of college, I worked with a whole team of writers, artists, photographers, and typesetters to put together the first corporate magazine I worked on. It was a beautiful, four-color monthly, and I was enormously proud of my first byline. The magazine still exists. But it is digital and delivered by email. It’s not a dinosaur because it has adapted, another incredibly good reason for lifelong learning. If we don’t adapt, we atrophy.
One dear friend, a devout Christian, didn’t question my why of returning to college. Instead, he suggested a motive that I’d never considered, and it keeps me plugging away at my homework. What if, when we get to Heaven, our assigned “job” is based on the knowledge we’ve gotten here on Earth?
“You don’t just get to float around in the clouds,” he told me. “You’ll probably have to play flute in the heavenly band.”
Thanks, Mom, for the music lessons. That early education might yield big spiritual benefits.
Then it occurred to me. If computer lab on a college campus is so impressive, imagine what the Big Guy J.C.’s got cranking in his computer lab Upstairs.
One can dream.