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Wisdom for New Graduates: Saying "Yes" to God

Mother Theresa used to tell the story of the moment when God called her to care for the poorest of the poor. At the time she was a young nun with fragile health teaching geography at St. Mary’s Catholic High School in Calcutta—where her colleagues only remembered that she seemed kind of sickly and pretty ordinary. But on September 10th, 1946, this sickly, ordinary nun who nobody paid much attention to was riding on a train when she got a direct word from God about her future—what she described as her “call within the call.” As she said:


“The message was quite clear—I was to give up all and follow Jesus into the slums—to serve Him in the poorest of the poor. I knew it was His will and that I was to follow Him. There was no doubt that it was to be His work. I was to leave the convent and work with the poor, living among them. It was an order. I knew where I belonged but I did not know how to get there”

"I knew where I belonged but I did not know how to get there."  Mother Theresa's words likely resonate with many recent graduates.  After spending  years preparing for graduation, you finally get your diploma and you find yourself wondering "what's next?". You might have some idea of what you are passionate about, some sense of what you are gifted for, and some inkling of what you are called to, but how do you make the leap from an idea to reality, or from a call to a career?

Mother Theresa's life offers a powerful example of how to navigate seasons of transition and uncertainty when you know God has said "go" but you haven't yet been given the "how."  As she said about God's call to her on the train:

"And when that happens the only thing to do is to say ‘Yes.’"

At the time, she had no resources, no idea what she was doing, no way to get out of her commitment to high school teaching, and no assurance that her health would hold up.  But regardless of all these seemingly impossible circumstances, she knew she had to say “yes” to God and trust Him to work out the details. 

And He did. He provided the resources, the plan, the path, and the strength to do what He had called her to do. But it took patience, trust, and Mother Theresa's willingness to say "yes" to the opportunities God sent her way.  Each time God opened a door, she walked through it, regardless of how impractical or illogical it might seem. And each door brought her closer to where she needed to be, the "call within the call" that God had for her.

For everyone facing post-graduation uncertainty, may you have the courage to say "yes" when God calls you. He may speak to you in the most unlikely of places and He may call you to the most unexpected of futures, but may you share Mother Theresa's unquestioning trust that God's plans for you are the best plans for you. It might not be clear yet how God is going to move you from where you are to where He has called you, but if you have the courage and trust to say "yes" to HIs call and say "yes" to each opportunity He brings your way, you will be amazed at the how the seemingly impossible becomes entirely possible.

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This week's story comes from our very own Dr. D...

Jobs and Job: Breaking Leads to Breakthrough

The biblical story of Job has always been a meaningful one to me, especially as an academic. It’s a head-scratching story, isn’t it? Here is Job, a good family man; a man of God. He is ethical and compassionate. The Lord believes that Job is a steadfast believer—unshakeable in faith. Lucifer disagrees. He argues Job only believes because his circumstances were good. After all, Job had everything he wanted (a rich, healthy family) and didn’t know much suffering.

All of this reminds me of a proverb I once read many years ago in an old devotional book. It goes something like this: The flower that blooms the best is one that blooms in the dead of winter. Lucifer’s criticism is simple: 
Job is a fair-weather believer.

When I was on the job market, I was besieged with anxiety, a broken spirit, anger and sometimes, being paralyzed by deep disbelief. As an immigrant, my visa was on the line. Finding a job wasn’t just about financial security, it was also about finding a new home. I remember praying for one job in particular; I really wanted it. But, I was rejected. I took that rejection personally. I took it spiritually. 
I felt worthless. I felt broken.

Tears was the only language I knew and I knew it well. I cried profusely. I distinctively remember asking God, like Job once did, WHY ME? What did I do? I believed I did everything right and yet, so much was being taken, from my beloved community (which took years to build and nurture), to the safety of having financial security. I was broken; indeed, I was heartbroken. 

Then one day I went back and I prayed again. This time I said: “Lord whatever your will is, I will accept. If I don’t any get jobs, You will give me the strength to cope. I don’t know how, but I trust that you will walk with me through the hot coals of life and I won’t perish.” 

That one prayer allowed me to transition from giving up to giving in

When we give up, we accept defeat and failure. Understandably, this leads to much fear, anxiety and hopelessness. But our faith in Jesus offers us victory.  So, I gave up giving up and started to give in. To give in means to lean into God’s enduring goodness. It means full surrender, regardless of our circumstances. It means finding peace and praise, in even perilous times. That no matter what happens, He will keep us; He will watch over us; He will rescue us. 

A few months later, I accepted a job that I love. My deepest prayer answered! Looking back, being on the academic job market taught me a valuable lesson. When I fully surrendered to His will, especially in the dead of winter, I understood what Job finally realized: breaking leads to breakthrough. 

It was in that moment I bloomed.

Faith Story Fridays

Join us on Fridays as we share stories of God meeting us in our day-to-day lives in unexpected ways. 

This week's story comes from Emily....

When I was a junior in college, I thought I had it all figured out. 

I was spending my junior year studying  at Oxford University in England and feeling like my life was coming together better than I ever could have imagined. I was drinking tea every morning in a little white cottage nestled behind a giant hedgerow. I was studying the  literature I loved and dreaming of graduate school.  And every Sunday I was sitting next to a cute British boy at church, often forgetting all about the sermon as I  wondered if our future children would have British accents.

One Sunday morning as I ambled down Cornmarket Street enjoying the spring sunshine  on my walk to church, I reviewed my future plans again. In six weeks, I would be on a plane back to the U.S. and getting ready for my senior year of college. I would start applying to graduate  school, ideally somewhere warm and sunny and not in New England. I would...

Then an unexpected thought interrupted my busy musings. It wasn't an audible voice, but it was definitely an internal voice  that stood in stark contrast to the rest of my inner monologue.

"I have so much more for you than you have for yourself."

The thought  was clear, unmistakable, and unshakeable. Not like my usual tumbling, babbling, disorganized thought process. 

Although I'd been a Christian my whole life, I'd never had any experience of God speaking directly to me. I wasn't sure I even believed it was possible. But that thought, that internal voice, was so unlike anything I had experienced before, so unlike anything I would say to myself, I couldn't help wondering...did God just speak to me? 

Distracted and confused, I hurried across the street, away from the crowded church entrance I was quickly approaching, and slipped  into the solitude of Christ Church Meadows, a beautiful open field that was usually full of people but was quiet and empty that Sunday morning.

Settling myself under a gnarled tree, I wondered again...did God just speak to me? I agonized over the question, reviewing everything I'd learned since childhood about what God did or didn't, could or couldn't, do. Something deep inside me, something deeper than my intellectual or theological convictions kept quietly and persistently confirming that God had indeed spoken to me, had indeed interrupted my plans with His better plans. After sitting under the tree for nearly an hour, that quiet, knowing finally defeated my roaring doubts. God had spoken to me.

That was my first taste of hearing God's voice and my first time experiencing God's perspective interrupting my own. Because I didn't have the theological foundation for it yet, it was perplexing, overwhelming, and a little terrifying. But I have never forgotten it.

I don't think I've yet experienced the fullness of this promise, but amidst various seasons of pain it has given me hope  to persevere. There is more for me. So much more for me. What I have lost or failed to achieve is nothing compared to what God has for me. More joy, more peace, more purpose for my life than I even yet envision possible. 

When God interrupted my morning musings that spring day with one simple sentence, I had no idea how His words would echo through the years to come. That brief, momentary encounter  opened my heart to the possibility that God could and would speak. And over a decade later I'm still learning to listen.