The Journey in Medical School

This is the second installment from my guest blogger, Ajiri, on her journey in medical school. For part one, click here.


Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but when desire comes, it is a tree of life.  Proverbs 13:12 NKJV 

In my first semester of medical school, I walked in boldness and confidence in Jesus Christ. I knew I belonged and I was ready—eager actually. I was ready to do exploits, signs, and wonders! I would get straight A’s and all of my classmates would be saved that semester too! Medical school was going to be fantastic and I just knew it. 

That was my thought entering into medical school. Cute, right? 

Medical school came with its own challenges aside from studying medicine. Medical school came with challenges like coughing, wheezing, sneezing, snot-catching, and fever-ing after the days following each anatomy lab and losing my voice for a week after a mysterious and sudden cold. Medical school also brought challenges like learning to speak in wisdom, discerning who to trust, and understanding that God forgives us and will never ever ever leave us. (Shocking truth alert: you can never outrun God’s love and He will never forsake you. Its never too late to repent.) Medical school brought challenges like running out of money before financial aid came in and having to manage $7.5 for two weeks. Medical school brought challenges like trusting God wherever He led me. In the midst of these challenges, God showed His character each time: Jehovah Jireh (Provider), Jehovah Nissi (Banner), Jehovah Rapha (Healer), Jehovah Shalom (Peace), Redeemer, and Nehemiah (YAHWEH comforts).

Almost [two years] later and I am still young in this journey. God proved His faithfulness to me before I started and I know that He will bring the journey to completion and for His glory. God has made and continues to make His grace abound in my life. I know with confidence that God is the One who has placed me here, and not myself. 

Most importantly, I am reminded that God would not have placed me in school if not for His glory. Exploits, signs, wonders, great grades, and salvation for my classmates are all good things and God has His own timing for each—just as He had His timing for me to come to medical school. I trust that the timing God chooses is the one that will bring Him the most glory. I only need to make myself available. If medical school (and the added challenges/bonuses/abounding grace) is the tool that God desires to use to shape me, so let it be. He is the Potter, I am the clay. 

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