Perspective

This past weekend was particularly good, and for no reason in particular. We didn't do anything really exciting. We enjoyed the company of friends and each other, and we laughed. Sadly, (with school, work, baby, homework, exams, the house, etc...) life is busy and stressful and we go through days in more of a routine-like fashion rather than actually stepping back to enjoy living.

School and the accompanying four-hour (daily total) commute drain me. Juggling schedules with work, school, and the baby drains both of us both physically and mentally. It's stressful knowing that my grades have to be perfect. It's stressful sometimes not knowing what the future holds. The stress of the responsibility I seek through this education can be staggering. A friend from VA stopped by to visit Kenz over lunch this past week and asked if we had second thoughts about this whole process. To have taken another route in life would have been easier, for sure -- we realize this almost every day and realized it when we made the decision and commitment to pursue this path.

Sometimes I don't think others understand how much we put into making the decision to give up our plans and dreams in the DC Metro Area; the hours of debate and deliberation, prayer, serious investigation, and soul searching. It is hard to explain to others that something, rather someone, greater than us had a great deal to do with this decision and that we intend to do all in our power to follow.

What we felt inspired to do was in no means contrary to our interests or long-term goals. In fact, it has been better than what we had planned for ourselves in many ways, which we are continually discovering. We know that God knows us better than we know ourselves. He will stretch us to become better and to become more than we ever imagined we could be.

To some we appear foolish. Frankly, I don't blame them for believing so. If I were on the other side, I just may think the same. Who really decides to take on medical school after preparing for a career in something entirely (well, mostly entirely) different? It's crazy. I'll be in school for the rest of my life, I swear.

However, despite it all, we cannot help but go forward with faith and hope in this path we have taken - we have seen the path miraculously open before our eyes. It is times like those we had this past weekend when we step out of the routine that we realize what we are living -- and it is good.