Nothing Changes if Nothing Changes

So it is officially summer for this tired medical student. I apologize for not writing before now, but the riptide of medical school swept me out to the sea of exams and studying for a couple months. There will most likely be a celebratory post at some point, but it is not this one.

I came across this quote this morning, and it has stuck with me. It is exemplified in why kids practice certain sports to become good at it. If they never practiced, they would stay the same. Or, in the same vein, if someone wants a certain job, but never applies for the position, the happiness of obtaining the job would never occur. Basically, for a bigger event or action to happen, a possibly smaller, initiating action must occur.

 I believe that this quote really summarizes how I am feeling during this summer. There are many opportunities that I would love to occur in the future, but there has to be a change in order for them to happen. Because of my desire for these situations, this summer has become one of sacrifice and change.

I know I don't discuss God publicly much, but I am a Protestant Christian. Throughout the years, God has really molded me into the person I am today. God has had various impacts in my life, but the same scenario seems to keep happening over and over to me. Picture a young girl holding her favorite teddy bear. That little girl could easily be me holding on to a certain situation, habit, or relationship. Then the parent, God, comes and asks for the teddy bear. Usually the little girl refuses, right? So do I, many many times. However, God always has a reason for asking for the teddy bear, whatever that teddy bear might symbolize, like maybe there is a fancier toy or the teddy bear has to be washed. The little girl doesn't understand why the teddy bear is being taken away, but has to trust her parent who knows best. This same situation has played out over the past couple months between me and God. He kept asking me to surrender something to Him, and I refused. Finally, He demanded it and reminded me of various things I knew I didn't have with my teddy bear. To be honest, that has been the most painful surrender yet for me. I have to wholly trust God and know that He knows what He is doing and what He has in store for my life. Obedience is difficult, especially when we have to give up something very dear to us. Will I get my teddy bear back? I hope so, but only God knows.

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