The last few weeks (more like months) I have been really stressed/anxious/fearful.
I have no idea what my future holds.
I have no idea what state I will be living in next year.
I have no idea if I will find good friends.
When I talk to others about my future I appear confident. I act like I have everything under control.
The more this semester goes on the more I realize control is something I never will have in this life.
Waiting to hear from medical schools has been a painful process for me.
Waiting for a phone call.
Waiting for an email.
While this idea can be applied to my medical school process, I’m sure many of you understand this feeling. Waiting makes us think. We see so many roads we could travel on and look to God for guidance. We pray. We ask for help. We seek peace.
When I was younger I would ask for the good ole fashion sign from God. I wanted a hand written note sent from Him, preferably delivered by dove, to land into my lap.
The older I have become the more I understand that God does not work that way.
However, throughout the last few months I have noticed something.
I have looked to God so much more. Because of this I have noticed things that I have never noticed before. I would not call them signs…but reminders. Reminders that He is there.
I have noticed Him noticing me.
Let me explain.
A few weeks ago, I was feeling really lost. It was one of those days when you roll out of bed already confused as to what you need to do that day. I was behind on work. I had 5,000 different scenarios about my future running through my head like a movie reel. I made my way to the dining hall to grab food. Maybe, sitting down and eating would give me peace of mind. Food always does make me feel better. All of a sudden I was walking past a quote I have seen at least once a week for two years now. It had meant nothing to me. To be honest I do not think I ever really stopped and thought about it. However, this time I was taken a back. I read it over a few times. Smiled. He noticed me.
I was ready to make the drive to DFW Airport. It was the start of spring break. I had not had the best night’s sleep for the past couple nights. I got in my car and hoped their would be no traffic and I would have a safe drive. As a northeastern boy an almost two hour drive is kind of long (it’s nothing for my Texas friends). Doing that drive alone, can get really really boring. Furthermore, doing that drive alone provides a place for a lot of overthinking. I started the car and made the two hour drive. I prayed that everything would go smoothly. As expected I was stressed out the entire ride lost in my own thought. Even the new Ed Sheeran album was not helping (surprising right?!). When I finally made it to the airport I shut off the car thankful I made it there safely. I took a deep breath and looked up. At that moment I noticed a pin stuck near the light inside my car. I have had this car since August and have never noticed it there. I smiled. He noticed me.
Two days ago I went to Church with my family. This is a Church I have been attending since I was about five. After Church, we had a coffee hour in the Church hall. I scarfed down a few donuts (maybe more than a few) and drank my coffee. After a while I saw my family heading out the door. Looking for the garbage, I walked over and threw out my trash. I saw a sign right over the garbage that said,
PRAYER CHANGES THINGS
This small sign had been there for years. Yet, now it means so much more. I smiled. He noticed me.
God does not send carrier doves with our futures written on scrolls.
God does not give us a call on our phones.
God does not send us emails.
However, he does send us mini rainbows everyday. To remind us that He is there. He notices us.