Any man can look directly into the eyes of adversity and proclaim "I'll do it, you'll see. I'll become a Medical Doctor."
But friends, i write you this evening to say, that I AM one step closer to fulfilling those dreams. a lifetime's worth of hope, dreams, sweat, tears, blood, frustration, break-ups, let-downs, lift-ups, and hard work is about to culminate.
On Wednesday, April 4th 2012.....I will interview to become a Medical Doctor. At approximately 8am, I will sit with my best shoes shined, inside of a building where doctors are built. And I will wait.
I will wait for my name to be called, amongst a list of others, who have worked equally as hard. I will wait for my name, given to me by my mother, reflective of my father, and great grandfather's name, to be spoken aloud. James.
I will be next in line. I will stand, straighten my coat, breath in slowly through my nose, and step forward. This is the day I've waited for, and I just might get it all.
I will sit in a chair so heavy with burden that it 'ought be built of solid oak. So many others have sat in the chair where I sit. Explaining why they are superior. Explaining why they love, what they love. Explaining why they breathe.
I sit.
And I speak.
I tell of my mother. And I tell of my father.
I tell of my victories, and my defeats. I tell of my passion, and my flaws. I tell of God's grace, and the alignment of the stars. I answer the why. then I rise, and exit.
The impression i leave, and the mark I make will indefinitely determine my future.
...am I, or am I not....to become a Medical Student.
If this message finds you, friend, I pray that you'll pray for me.
Pray for my soul, but more importantly, pray for the souls that I might save, given this grand opportunity.
Pray.
April 4th 2012
8am CST
