Physicianhood...ish. Part 2...ish

Every time I propose a brilliant theory for how life works, it gets tragically shot down... usually by me and before anyone else gets a chance. By the wonder of technology, I can now project a hint of what goes on internally to my friends or whoever searches for "Ross Baldwin" on Google. Try it. Top ten baby. Those other Ross Baldwins are going down.

I ran into a mental middle linebacker at the end of my last post. After establishing the core of who I am and my driving forces, I had a hard time coming up with anything intelligent to add. And because I can squeeze meaning out of anything, I figured out what that means. Here's my next attempt at explaining what should be better left to sociologists.

I detest and suck at (ATTENTION: Please leave a comment with a better word that can be used actively here, I'm failing to think of one and feel that it would be a valuable addition to my regular vocabulary) forecasting, and currently, I equate not forecasting with trusting God. I have a difficult time imagining what struggles I will face as a physician in the future. It's hard for me to worry about things, not because there aren't valid concerns, but because I sincerely have a hard time conceiving of unfavorable circumstances. Huh.

I don't know how to go about changing that, and I'm not entirely convinced that I should, except when it inconveniences others. Here's what I can, and daily attempt to, do:

I can shape who I am right now by the ideals insisted upon by my core values. That's what I do instinctively and it is where God meets me. If I say I want to be a physician who loves kindness, I need to love kindness. Here's a thought: I should treat my practice patients the way I want to eventually treat my actual patients. I should take off a weekend and go climbing every once in a while, but more often, I should give until there's nothing left, then give some more. I should do things not for the pleasure they bring me, but for the glory they bring God. I should wake up each day with the knowledge that love starts over at midnight, and it's a brand new day to show God and the people around me how much I love them. And always pressing on, to run in such a way that I will attain the prize, and never looking back.

And if something is going on that's not quite right, I should change it.

I heard an OUTSTANDING word this week (and actually, every week since I started going to Bethany and I'm not saying that lightly). Over the past month, the guy has systematically described what has happened to me over the last year up to where I am now and then rendered a God-centered view of how it has shaped me into a more faithful, humble and loving human. This week, I heard that no trend can replace Christ. Not the power of the Spirit, not social justice, not rocking worship music. It all comes back to Christ and if it doesn't, it starts feeling really hollow really fast. I identified with his bad examples in way too many ways. On the plus side, I heard how God continually peels back layers of defense and callousness to make us more valuable tools in His hands, and if we respond in faith to this painful process, we grow immensely...

"If you keep yourself pure, you will be a tool God can use for His purpose."

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