I do not like waiting. Let’s be honest, who likes waiting? Some of you might have even woken up this morning expecting to see this blog in your inbox only to have to wait for it. That’s my fault, I thought I sent this off for publishing last night, but I forgot to hit send on the email. I’m sorry if I kept any of you waiting, but ironically it might actually help to bolster the theme.
Waiting can be awful. One of my best friends is in his fourth and final year of medical school. I have learned a lot about medical school and the process it takes to become a doctor through listening to his experience. It is not an easy thing to do. There are many crazy steps, it’s incredibly competitive and everything costs a lot of money. But all of this aside, I think I witnessed the worst part of the whole process recently.
Yesterday was “Match Day.” For those unfamiliar with the medical school process, Match Day is the day where you find out where you will be working for your residency upon graduation. You get “matched” with a hospital by a computer ranking system that takes into account many things. Here’s how it works: during your last year of medical school, based on the strength of your work during medical school up to that point, you are given the opportunity to interview at certain programs around the country within whatever specialty you have chosen. You then interview at all of the places to which you were invited, at least the ones you want to consider. You then rank the programs based on how much you like them, and the programs also rank the students that they want to attend their program, in order of preference.
You then wait.
Instead of a normal job, where they would call you and make you a job offer, in this case the computer system tells you where you have “matched” and that is where you are required by law to work, because everyone already signed a contract committing to work wherever they matched.
But here’s the kicker, some people don’t match anywhere and then they have to go through what is lovingly called the “scramble” where everyone races in extreme panic to try to find a program that will accept them.
Match Day was yesterday and I can happily report that all three of my friends who are currently in their final year of medical school all matched. They won’t find out where they matched until Friday, but at least they can rest easy, knowing that the wait is finally over.
We all know what it is like to wait for things. To pray that something comes to pass and that it goes our way. We all know this feeling of helplessness as we wait for God to act. You have probably felt that sting of betrayal when something for which you have prayed fails to happen. When you feel let down by God. Waiting is very difficult.
Psalm 130:5-6 says, “I will wait for the Lord, my soul waits, and in his word I hope; my soul waits for the Lord more than those who watch for the morning, more than those who watch for the morning.”
Waiting is very hard, but if we wait in prayer, and hope in God’s word then waiting can strengthen our faith and draw us nearer to God. Lent has a lot to do with waiting. We are waiting and preparing for the wonderful celebration of Easter. As silly as this sounds, the movie Evan Almighty got a few things right, and this quote by Morgan Freeman’s character applies today, “Let me ask you something. If someone prays for patience, you think God gives them patience? Or does God give them the opportunity to be patient?”
We are called to wait on the Lord, and in that process we are made stronger and we grow closer to God. Things don’t always go our way, but if we hope in the Lord and in the Word of God, we can endure whatever comes our way. God is faithful, so don’t give up on God. Even when the answer to your prayer might be “no,” God always loves us and is moving toward us in Grace.
I am thankful that I have such a strong community of faith with which to wait for the Lord. I hope that you draw strength from our family of faith and that together we can wait for the Lord more than those who watch for the morning.
Have a wonderful week my friends,