Two days ago Adrienne and I learned that I was not accepted to the University o Arizona School of Medicine. My first inclination was to doubt my own ability and lapse into a depressed state of mind. The village however has taught me to allow others to speak truth into my life, and the overwhelming consensus of those around me is that my non-acceptance is an act of God's will. I am good enough they tell me, but God has spoken his will.
And so now we face a decision: to take this fact as a sign of God's desire for us to be in Detroit, where I have been accepted into Wayne State University; or to take this fact as a sign that God thinks I am not ready for medical school and that we need to wait a year and reapply to the U of A.
Over the last 4-6 weeks I have wrestled with God in prayer over this agonizing decision. As the date grew later and my failure more certain, the pain in my struggle with God grew. Finally early this week I began to tentatively make peace with God, and to trust him. But this doesn't make the decision any easier.
My (and Adrienne's) inclination is to believe that for some, as yet incomprehensible, reason, God wants us in Detroit. I have felt called over the last few years to the city, to minister for God in the inner city. This growing call leads me to believe as I wrestle with God, that he has some purpose for me in Detroit.
Something in Rod's sermon last Sunday really spoke to me. The temptation is to take the easy path, the path where I can have it all now. More difficult and rewarding is to trust in the ability of God to provide and to toil through the long and difficult road. Undoubtably, the easy road laid out before me is to wait here in Tucson. We have everything here, and I will probably get into the U of A if I reapply.
So I ask for your prayer over the next week and beyond as we make this decision. Know that if we move as seems the most likely course, the thing we will miss the most as we leave Tucson will be the community that we have joined at the Village. We love, value and hold dear, each one of you and we will miss you dearly.
David |