The Journey to Medical School

For most students in graduate, professional, or undergraduate school, a new semester is starting this week or has already started. This brings with it numerous challenges. This is a guest blog post by my little sister, Ajiri, designed to encourage those aspiring to pursue an advanced degree. She’s in her second year of med school at Ross University School of Medicine and is an alumnae of Notre Dame of Maryland University. In this multi-series she will share her journey. Stay tuned for part 2!


Unless the Lord builds the house, they labor in vain who build it; unless the Lord guards the city, the watchman stays awake in vain.  Psalm 127:1 NKJV 

Long before I graduated from my undergraduate institution, I knew that I wanted to pursue a career in medicine. After graduating from my undergraduate institution, however, my dream to become a physician seemingly turned to a standstill: my efforts to obtain work remotely related to science or the healthcare field amounted to nothing. The more I strived towards my goal, the farther I got. Months progressed to years, and I grew disheartened and began to seek out other professions. 

In the seeking other professions, I was not satisfied. I knew God was using and teaching me where He placed me, but I also knew there had to be more when it came to my career. A job in retail would not pay off my student loans and feed the eight kids I hoped for (just kidding about the eight kids part). I knew the passion I had for a career in medicine, but previously, I only received closed doors and denials. I had breath in my lungs, bones in my hands, my youth! What was I made to do with the life God gave me? If not medicine, then what? I clearly did not have the answers, so I had to turn to God. If God made me, He must have made me for a specific purpose. 

When I sought God about my purpose, God did not disappoint. When I sought God concerning my purpose, He showed me different spiritual gifts He had given me, and even more than that. He also taught me to listen for when He is speaking to me (because He is always speaking), gave me a vision for aspects of my career, refined my character, and taught me that my identity is in Jesus the Christ alone. In my eyes, God used my time between school to draw me closer to Him and prepare me for what was ahead. 

Secondly, I believe part of the reason for my delay before medical school was due to relying on my own strength (instead of the strength of God) and being zealous for something that God had not yet appointed me to do. I like to call this “doing a God-mission without God”. No matter how great and lofty the vision, any mission that we aim to do by our own strength (that God has not appointed us to do) would eventually fail. 

After seeking God and getting clarity and realignment, I gave the medical school application process one last try. Thank God I did, because this time it all worked out! The process wasn’t easier but I embraced it with better assurance that God would work all things together for my good (Romans 8:28), and He did! I realized that delay did not mean denial. And so the second part of the journey officially began!

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