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Raising the Red Flag

February 29th, 2008 Filed under: Trusting God by Shayna

“Shayna, can I talk to you about your CV when you have a minute?”

I was the first student into the room and was eager for his feedback. As one of my two faculty mentors authoring a medical school recommendation letter, I had also asked my professor’s advice about tweaking my working person turned student CV.

“OK, I’m ready,” I declared, after unloading my books and removing my coat.

By this time, my study partner and another student had arrived, but our class is small (five people) and we are a close cohort. There were still 10 minutes before class started, so I was ready for the critique—regardless of their presence. He seemingly didn’t hear me, though. Either that, or his comments were bad enough that he was waiting to deliver them in private.

Three hours later, when he asked me to stay after class, I had the sinking feeling that the latter inclination was correct.

“I just have a question about this…well, it seems that you’ve written a book,” he started.

I realize that being able to write a book doesn’t necessarily lend credibility to any future competency as a physician, but let’s be honest. Handling a successful writing career with a book project and full-time school shows a tremendous amount of determination. If anything, it should speak to the passion and fortitude I would bring to the medical field.

“Well, I mean, whatever your religious beliefs are…I mean, those are your religious beliefs…,” he continued.

He was rambling in an unusual and unexpected way and I knew we were on the brink of a very dark turn.

“…It’s just that I can tell you now that there are few, if any, medical schools in the country that will want to accept you if they think that you’re some kind of creationist that doesn’t believe in Darwinism and biology and…I mean, are you a creationist?,” he interrupted himself.

It would have been the perfect opportunity to faithfully declare that yes, I am a creationist! Unfortunately, I am also a people pleaser who needs affirmation and acceptance—especially from professors writing letters to get me into medical school.

“Well, I do espouse some evolutionist theories,” I tried to respond tactfully. “But, I also believe in creation. I don’t know what that makes me.”

My weak attempt at diplomacy had been transparent. He raised his eyebrows and sighed deeply.

“It just raises a red flag,” he told me. “No medical school wants to see that.”

It was the first time I had received such blatant advice about concealing my religious beliefs. If anything, my K-12 public school education taught me that educational institutions are responsible for protecting the beliefs of every religious, cultural, or other zealot. Not only had my beliefs not been criticized growing up, but special accommodations were usually made to respect them.

“I think you should take the book off your CV,” he counseled. “I really want to see you succeed,” he reassured me. “I want to help you.”

Regardless of how bad it sounded, I knew he wasn’t meaning to be hurtful. He was acting on good intentions and I believed him.

What he failed to ask me about, however, were the more than ten years of scientific research experience also listed on the same CV. What about the fact that I attended Johns Hopkins University on a full academic scholarship because of my science background? The list of university, private, and government lab positions—fueling both biomedical and clinical research—was so extensive that I had actually asked other mentors if I should purposely exclude some of them.

How could authoring a Christian book single-handedly negate my empirical science skills and raise doubt about my competency in the classroom? The thought was mind numbing.

Still, I know that his response was indicative of an accepted world view. He did me a favor by giving me advanced notice of what is to come and I’m grateful that my expression of shock and horror combusted on him and not say, the interview committee at Harvard. Still, I will be respectfully declining his advice to remove any record of my faith-driven work from my CV. If come this time next year, the only medical school I’m accepted at is a Christian one (heaven forbid!), you’ll know that it was because I didn’t properly conceal my scarlet “C” and accidentally paraded my crazy creationist views to the world.

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Why I Should Have Been a Surfer

February 14th, 2008 Filed under: Trusting God by Shayna

It was sometime during my senior year of college when, sitting across from my editor in her office in Hagerstown, I asked her a question.

“Michelle, do you ever feel like life is moving so fast that you’re just getting dragged along in its wake?”

I was being completely serious and not even remotely dramatic.

I had already been working at Insight for a year while I finished my B.A. full-time at Johns Hopkins. I was also a resident advisor in the dorms, working two to three mandatory “duties” per week, completing a senior internship at a local hospital, and planning, coordinating, and leading the weekly worship services for the Adventist fellowship group of which I was the founder and president.

For months, life felt dangerously out of control. I would collapse, rather than relax, into sleep only to be ripped awake after four, maybe five, hours a night by the ringing of the phone, the cell phone or the alarm. I was constantly jumping up to care for a resident, send some important email, get to work at the hospital, the Residential Life office, or the magazine. More than once, I had lamented that life lacked the sort of emergency stop button that you see on carnival rides.

Four years later, that horrible overwhelming feeling of being dragged in the wake of responsibility, requirement, and work had almost been forgotten. Almost. This semester, the frenetic pace of finishing my graduate program has caught up with all of my classmates. Some have resorted to valerian root and other supplements to conquer anxiety enough to be able to sleep. Others are now rarely seen without their ubiquitous cup of coffee. Personally, I prefer to blog about the tragedies of life and console myself with the pithy biblical truths that I know are the only real panacea (I’m kidding about the first part).

Three weeks ago at prayer meeting, Pastor Dehm reminded us that as Christians, we are always going to have waves in our life. It is the very nature of the Christian experience to be challenged by the sweeping and sometimes overwhelming surges of frustration, hardship, and discouragement. It’s not our job to question the frequency, duration, or severity of the waves, though. We’re not supposed to look at other people’s waves and we’re definitely not supposed to decide that God has destined us to get dragged along in the path of our own waves. The way that we handle chaos and tragedy in our lives is one of the most distinctive markers of an experience that sets us apart from our non-Christian counterparts.

I never learned to surf when I was living in South Florida, but maybe I should have. After all, Pastor Dehm reminded us that the only thing that God truly requires us to do is to ride the waves in our lives. We have to let go of the control, stop fighting against the currents, and just stand on our surfboard of God’s promises. (Lest this analogy be lost on the more serious among us, yes, I was chipping my car out of the ice shield that bound it yesterday too.  God’s promises are a snowboard too, OK?)  Whatever your waves are right now, remember that you’re not going to drown.  No matter how deep the ocean is, it’s not deep enough to keep God away from you (Romans 8:38-39).  Get on that surfboard and ride.

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Shifting into Neutral

January 9th, 2008 Filed under: Trusting God by Shayna

Sometimes, to get our attention, God has to keep us in a place of discomfort and seemingly deny us the very things we are asking for. Kirk Nugent shares his inspirational testimony about trusting God with his job, and why it was that God had to shift him into neutral.

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