Man, the past month+13days flew by!
What you’ve missed:
We had family come from out of town…actually, out of country. They stayed for a week and we all had a great time hanging out and laughing.
The day that my relatives left for the airport to head to Cali, my brother and I took off to Cincinnati for a Phillip Phillips/John Mayer concert that night (brother’s birthday). Needless to say, Phillip was awesome and made me swoon, John played his guitar like it was a piano and sang from the bottom of his heart, my brother had one of the best nights of his life, and I enjoyed just being there. We came home the next day and headed off to Ikea…that started the “prepare to move” phase.
We also celebrated 3 birthdays (everyone in my family has a July/August birthday…so I get February all to myself!)
Anyway, this past week was especially hectic. Monday I moved into my new place, Friday my brother moved into his new place and I had med school orientation, Saturday was the White Coat Ceremony, Sunday was our first attempt to find a church out here, Monday was my med school campus orientation, and today we dove into anatomy.
Like I said: HECTIC!
But I can already see myself drawing closer to Jesus. I don’t know if y’all remember, but I started a Bible reading plan early in the summer. I ended up following it through the first gospel, but decided I’d rather slowly dig in to each chapter rather than speeding through it. So for the second gospel (Matthew, according to the plan), I’ve been taking it very slow.
But I’ve noticed some things in every encounter Jesus has with the sick:
He speaks TO them, instead of just about them.
He listens and understands their needs.
He touches them and shows He cares.
Looking at that list, the deepest part of my heart cries out, “Lord, make me like You.“
Jesus, make me speak to the poor, the powerless, the outcasts, the sick, the unloved.
Let me never be satisfied with simply talking about how to help them.
Jesus, make quick to listen, slow to speak, discerning about what they’re not saying, and understanding of what they are saying.
Let me never forget what a gift a listening ear and discerning heart can be.
Jesus, let me touch those who are avoided by others…let me touch the untouchable and reach the unreachable.
Let me never underestimate the power of holding someone’s hands or a silent embrace.
Jesus, make me like You.
You are good.
This week I started medical school.
Oddly enough, at the White Coat ceremony, the speaker emphasized many of the same points (the power of compassion, listening, and touch).
I know I need Jesus to make me a great physician…to make me a physician like Him.
One day I will have the initials “M.D.” after my name.
Until that day, I won’t have the power to prescribe meds or run a private practice or have my own patients.
But from this day, I can speak to people, instead of just about them.
From this day, I can listen and understand their needs.
From this day, I can touch them and show them I care.
Jesus, make me more like You.
”I am a missionary, heart and soul. God had an only Son, and He was a missionary and a physician. A poor, poor imitation of Him I am, or wish to be. In this service I hope to live; in it I wish to die.”
You are good.
God’s grace in my life today:
He is revealing to me day after day that this is where I’m supposed to be and He’s changing me to become who He created me to be. Father, let my heart be after You.
“I am prepared to go anywhere, provided it be forward. I determined never to stop until I had come to the end and achieved my purpose.”