It’s been a while since I have posted anything on the blog. This last part of 2018, I have been busy. Between work, extracurricular activities and everything else I do, I haven’t found the time to sit down and write until now. Recently God has been teaching me a valuable lesson that this blog post is about, holding on to God. Let’s get it!
As most of you know, I want to be a doctor. Since 6 I have been fascinated with medicine and doctors and I have always wanted to be one. So back in April, I took the MCAT (Medical College Acceptance Test). It wasn’t the greatest score and I decided not to apply. I remember sitting around staring at my score and my college GPA and asking myself why was I trying to be a doctor. A mentor, an advisor, and friend told me that I shouldn’t apply because I would not have a strong application. Not to mention, a former college professor told me I was not smart enough to be a doctor. So, I decided that I needed to come up with another career goal because I had tried and failed.
It was hard trying to give up the idea that I was not going to be a doctor. I would imagine patients that would not have the optimal patient- care available because I had decided not to pursue medicine. I would pray, asking God for wisdom, hoping that He would affirm my decision to apply but the more I prayed, the less sleep I got at night and the more anxious I became. It was one day, late in August where God taught me a life lesson.
A lot of times we make decisions based off of our own strengths and merits. We decide that we can’t do better in school, or get a better job or lose weight because we have tried on our own and failed. But God showed me something that was powerful through an exercise that my personal trainer had me do.
The exercise: Hold my body up with my arms. Sounds easy right? If it does, then you are in shape because I am not and have limited upper body strength. After arguing with my trainer for 10 minutes, he told me to try it and that he would be there to catch me. I oblique and tried the exercise. I put my arms through the loops, and slowly step off the stool I was standing on. And you know what? I held myself up! ( but not for long).
In that instance, it was as though God was talking to me telling me that the ONLY way that I would get into medical school was if I stepped off the stool (figuratively). If I allowed God to have complete control of my life and to guide me and lead me. My only job was stepping off the stool and holding on to the promises that He gives me. And when I felt weak, He would be there to catch me when I fall.
“Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.” –Isaiah 41:10
So I started the application process and no sooner had I started it did I receive a check that would cover my application cost! Not only that, but there were people willing to write me a letter of recommendation and help me with my personal statement and so much more.
God has a plan for each of our lives. However, we sometimes limit God’s power by our lack of faith and our unwillingness to trust and surrender to God. I do not know if I’m going to get into medical school this application cycle, but one thing I know is that if God is for me and I live inside of His plan then I’ll get in at the right time.
If there is something that you believe God is calling you to do but you feel unprepared or people tell you that you can’t do it, I encourage you to first pray and then surrender it to God. Step off your stool, and hold on to God’s promises. I guarantee you that God knows best and will provide for you at the right time. He’s just waiting for you to give up and to hand it over to Him. 
