I think I’m finally getting my priorities straight. I don’t know…lately I’ve been feeling like I’m not meant to be a doctor. Like this whole “doing well in school” thing was just a gig, and it would be over soon enough. But I know this can’t be true. I’m really glad for this spring break, because it allowed me to step back, start my devotions up again, evaluate my purpose, and get back on track. I’m sure what I was going through is not uncommon to a lot of you all. This premed journey is filled with unbelievable obstacles and trials. The weird thing about this journey is that no matter how hard it was to get over that enormous obstacle (Ochem, Genetics, Microbiology, the MCAT); once you are over, you are immediately expected to conquer the next obstacle. You can never really look back and appreciate the hard work that went into getting over that hill, because as soon as you are over, teachers put a mountain in front of you. Since it has been established that we can no longer fall back on our past accomplishments, but we must continue to push, I urge you’ll to at least fall back on Jesus. If I focused on me conquering 1st semester Organic Chemistry, I probably won’t do well this semester in Organic Chemistry. I guess what I’m trying to get across (and it is something that is just coming to me) is that we have to fall back on the trials that Jesus has brought us through. Its only by realizing that you had nothing to do with where you are now, that you can truly appreciate where you are, and you can find comfort in continuing on. At this point in my life, I have absolutely no problem pushing on, because I’ve seen what he has done in the past, so I can be calm in the future. The Bible says that God does not give us a spirit of fear/anxiety/uneasiness; these things we are feeling come from the devil. God knew that we were going to be doctors before our parents were born, so we need not worry. I know my biggest problem is remembering the past, but it is something that I can’t neglect.
In the Bible we read that God spoke this earth into existence. Everything that we have been studying over these years; everything that we are learning in Organic Chemistry, Biochemistry, Microbiology, etc., God spoke it into existence. So if you are telling me that the same person who SPOKE everything I know into existence, is helping me to be a doctor, why should I worry? Why should I fret over an exam? Why should I be anxious about anything? You know the really cool part about creation? God spoke everything into existence except US. He actually came down onto earth, and formed us with his hands. We were so important to Him, that he wanted to personally sculpt our bodies, form our lungs, create our femurs. Sometimes I sit back and relish in the fact that I’ll be learning about the human body one day. If God thought it important enough to form me with his bare hands; I am honored to have the opportunity to help fix the problems that arose within our bodies after sin.
I feel really sorry for atheists sometimes. There is so much more to life than what we are doing now. Our lives are like a speck of sand in a massive dessert. If I was only living for this life, I would be really depressed. Personally I’m looking forward to spending eternity with my creator.
Becoming a doctor is a special gift from God. Already, people instill enormous amounts of trust in their doctor. Think of how much more the Gospel of Christ will mean, coming from a doctor? The opportunities for ministry are mind boggling, and I truly believe that this is the purpose Jesus has for all of us. Lately I’ve been slacking on my participation in NAPS (the mission group I’m in). I truly believe that this was the priority that God wanted me to get straight, and I’m thankful to Him for allowing me to realize its importance. I’m telling you’ll, the 6 weeks I was in Africa was more satisfying than any grade I could receive. I’m not saying that you have to go to Africa, because there are plenty of people in your neighborhood that need to hear the truth. Its not going to be easy, but as we have already seen, nothing in this life is easy. I hope something I wrote encourages someone to try mission work. It adds special purpose to your life, more so I think than plain ole’ medicine will.
A few diaries ago, I told you guys of my experiences with Ms. Hicks, the admissions coordinator for the University of Maryland SOM. I told you’ll of the importance of the “why medicine” question. I’ve been thinking about it, and I think I finally have my answer:
I want to go into medicine for two reasons. First, I can see no other job that I could wake up to every morning and feel like I’m fulfilling the purpose God has me on this earth for. Second, God took the care to personally form our bodies with His hands. If He showed us this much care, I don’t mind dedicating my life to care for other’s bodies.
Do you think that my highly religious answer to their question would not get me accepted? I’d rather be honest, than tell them what they want to hear. Well, that is the answer I would give the “Why Medicine” question. In your comments on this post, I would like for you to give your answer to the “Why Medicine” question. I’m just really curious to hear other people’s response. Until next time, peace!!!
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