 inspirational leson for many God bless mentorandfriend: PART 2
My Story
Between my first year in the medical school and fourth year, I vascillitated constantly on what I wanted to do after school; because I clearly lacked direction. In my first year in school, I wanted to specialise in Orthopaedic Surgery because I had an uncle who was a successful orthopaedic surgeon. Problem arose when I tried to get close to him to be my mentor then, but sadly, I discovered that he didn't believe in me. He thought I would never make it through medical school. He constantly spoke words of fear each time I visited him; telling me stories upon stories of young chaps who couldn't make it beyond the 2nd MBBS examinations. I lost my confidence and self esteem listening to him constantly, so I stopped visiting him.
I later changed my mind to Ophthalmology in my second year; then Obstetrics and Gynaecology in my third year. Later on, I decided I was going to be a top entrepreneur, with a focus on importation of drugs and running a one stop pharmacy complex. But my contract with confusion had not been severed. There was more confusion to come.
In my fourth year in school, I decided that I was going to be a pastor with my church, Living Faith Church, aka Winners’ Chapel. I greatly admired my Bishop, Dr David Oyedepo; thus in pursuit of the annointing for the ministry ahead, I abandoned my academic texts for many months as I went on many personal retreats. I missed tutorials and clinics while reading up on several books on Faith, Miracles, Power, etc, and I listened to hundreds of tapes in the process. I was the president of our fellowship then in campus. Needless to say, I dropped in my academic performance in school during this period of my search for the annointing and I’m sure you know why.
Due to this effect on my academic studies, I gave up on being a pastor when I leave medical school and I faced my books squarely in order to return to my academic best. It was during this time that I became angry at God and at the religious folks around me. I rebelled vigourously against God in my mind. I cared less anyway since I clearly couldn't diagnose my problem.
It was not until my fifth year that it all came together. I had more clarity than ever before. Nothing gives more clarity than a sense of purpose.
Are you feeling like a confused automaton trapped in a cold and unforgiving matrix? I’ll show you a way out; how I solved my own puzzle of living without a purpose and a direction. Grace to you. |