In the Fall of 1981, I began taking classes at Messiah College. Each semester, I’d be excited as I started learning new things. Each new class brought new discoveries. And each new discovery brought increased joy. But as each semester rolled along, the joy of learning new things would wane in the face of projects, research papers, and the memorizing of facts for exams. With each passing day of each new semester, it therefore would become harder to generate enthusiasm for the tasks at hand. As a result, the joy of learning that would burst into flame in my soul at the beginning of each new semester would slowly be extinguished by the end. The next semester, the pattern would repeat itself. I would start out with excitement as I learned new things, and end with boredom as I went through the motions of merely completing the educational process.