A new week awaits

Father, you have been speaking.
Because of your Son's death on the cross, we can now boldly approach Your throne of grace with confidence, to find mercy and grace to help us in out time of need.
Certainly.

Random thoughts fly me by each day. Memories fade but somehow still remain.
The to-do-list seems never-ending.
Many a times I feel like I'm stuck in a rut.

Gone were the carefree days where studying was all I embraced apart from the fervour of serving you and simply being in your presence and that of your people.

Gone were the days where I could open up to and spend time with people who made great little impacts in different areas of my life.

Gone were the days where friends are truly friends and no one had to bother looking over the shoulder all too often.

Here i am.
Ready to be used.
A living sacrifice. One that is not too pleased to report that ever so frequently, this sacrifice crawls off the altar.

Surely you have a plan for me. Surely you know the number of my days, the path I'll take, the people I'll meet, etc.
My dad thinks it silly I want to be a missionary doctor?
Sure, this is but the start of a tug-of-war session that will rage all through the rest of my life.

Whoever taught me what it was to live by faith? To answer immediately when God calls? To go Your way, even when the world thinks it absurd? Whoever did, O Lord.
I'm tired of the constant battle through med school. I'm surely not as smart as I thought myself to be. I'm surely in need of Your renewed grace and mercy each day.
You have been faithful. And You will continue to be faithful.

Will I be faithful in turn?

Bring me through this week triumphant.
May Your joy be my Strength.
May Your light shine through me.

Amen.