Tuesday, November 18, 2014

This morning, while studying at my second home (aka B&N) for my exam, I was approached by a man who introduced himself as the videographer for my school. He asked if I had ever heard about Humans of Rutgers. I said no, but I had heard of Humans of New York. He then explained the idea was similar except that it would only apply to our school.

Would I mind being interviewed?

Nope, I said, go right ahead.

Somehow, we got to talking about the STM I had been on this past summer and he asked what I had learned from them. I explained to him that my faith was important to me and that at the end of the day, I wanted the kids to know Jesus.

He was quiet. Too quiet.

Oh shoot, I thought, maybe that was too preachy.

Then he said something so quiet I strained to hear his words.

"...I'm like you. I was just thinking the other day about my faith and how God has led me this far. There's a lot of things I wish I could change in the past but I think there's this verse in Isaiah 46 that says something about how God continues to lead us even now."

I looked it up later, and I think the verse he meant was Isaiah 46:3-4: "Listen to me, O house of Jacob, all the remnant of the house of Israel, who have been borne by me before your birth, carried from the womb; even to your old age I am he, and to gray hairs I will carry you. I have made, and I will bear; I will carry and will save."

We talked about faith a little bit more and then he asked why I wanted to go to med school. I explained an experience I had often thought about that continues to motivate me on this path. This is the part you see on the tumblr page.

A few explanations:  First, the conversation you see is super condensed. Although the videographer had a recorder, I understand he had to cut a lot out of our conversation to fit the required length. The words may have originated from my mouth, but I was not as cut and dry as it is written.

Second, I certainly did not mean to insinuate that pastors have a poor income. I mean, it might be true but who am I to say? BLEH.

Third, I cracked up when I read the part where it says "...we don't have a lot of money." Yeah, that's about right, I guess. At least not the kind of money where we just toss around because we can. I think "low-income" was the word I used, but they all mean the same thing at the end of the day. The situation I talk about happened awhile back when I think my dad had just quit his job to study full-time at seminary so money was definitely tight at home.

Anyway. Enough. Here's the PAGE. Try to ignore the messy hair. I didn't exactly wake up this morning and think I was going to be interviewed and photographed for the whole school to see.

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