This blog post was written and created by my friend Angela. Enjoy!
Here’s the thing: I don’t really
like change. Transitions can be just, meh. I also don’t like stagnancy. So where
does that leave you? It leaves you feeling somewhat resistant and hesitant to both
step forward and be fully present in the journey that is life. My control
issues run deep and my journey of surrender goes farther back than I can
probably remember; but surrender gives way to joyful anticipation, trust, and
ultimately Peace. A few weeks ago, my pastor used an example of life being like
a trapeze act: if you keep holding on to the 1st fly bar, you not
only miss the moment (of moving on to the 2nd fly bar), but you
begin to swing backwards. This is where my tendency to want to control things,
figure my life out, etc. leaves me.
Enter 2010. The beginning of
the 3 most challenging/awesome years of my life thus far. It is nearly
impossible to briefly re-cap my experiences over those years, but here are some
fun facts in list-form (and honestly, making this list helps me remember and be
grateful for the journey):
I have dissected an entire
human being – I have cut a body in half, both ways (this is called a
hemipelvectomy). I have held the human heart and brain in my hands. And let me
tell you friends, we are nothing short of miraculous. The more I’ve learned
about our bodies, the way we heal, etc., the more I am in awe of our Creator.
Grad school is a time when
people get engaged and married. Here’s the breakdown from my class:
26 students: 5 males, 21
females.
At the start of school: 2
males, already married with children. 2 females, married. 1 female, engaged.
At the end of school: 2
males, engaged. 7 females, engaged. 1 male with a new baby boy.
Grand total: 9 engagements, 8
weddings (thus far), and 1 child born…that’s a lot of life celebrated together,
people.
Concerts/events attended:
Tyler Lyle, So You Think You Can Dance tour, The Nutcracker (at least twice),
Lucy Schwartz & The Civil Wars, Chapel Hill Jazz Festival, Brooke Fraser,
Mumford & Sons, Bon Iver, Hillsong United, Sara Groves, Audrey Assad, Jenny
& Tyler, Wine & Design , Milo Greene, The Breakfast
Club, the Collection, Anchor & Braille, Elisa Ray, Hill & Wood, Rebekah
Todd, Coldplay, the B-52’s, Mandolin Orange, Tift Merritt, Prypyat, Bowerbirds,
Gungor, Martin Sexton, Kopecky Family Band, Josh Garrels, Punch Brothers,
Lucius, Sufjan Stevens, Chris Thile & Brad Mehldau
Races run (and let it be
known that I do not like running): Warrior Dash,Color Me Rad,
The .5K (yes, that reads point-five-k)
“Vacations”, quick trips, and
the like:
Lynchburg, VA
Severna Park, MD
Grandfather Mountain, NC
Cherry Grove, SC
Stone Mountain, NC
Greenville, SC
Carolina Beach, NC
Savannah, GA
Places I’ve lived/moved-to/been
for clinical rotation or school purposes: New Bern, NC; Charlotte, NC; Chapel
Hill, NC; Greenville, SC; Chicago, IL; San Diego, CA
Family dinners, cobbler-offs,
and community – I quickly became good friends with a fellow classmate, Lauren,
who just so happened to share my birthday (albeit 2 years younger). Because of the
goodness of God, I was introduced to a phenomenal community (outside of my
class) through Lauren. We hung out nearly every week and spent Sunday nights
together doing ‘family dinners’…
Wilmington, NC
Phoenix, Sedona, Williams,
Flagstaff, the GRAND CANYON, Holbrook, Petrified Forest, the Painted Desert,
Sitgreaves & Tonto National Forests, Woods Canyon Lake, AZ – this was a
very planned and very awesome trip that could fill an entire blog post (and
then some)
Louisville, Lexington, KY –
the Bourbon trail!!
Nashville, Franklin TN
Andrews, NC
Saxapahaw, NC
Hanging Rock State Park, NC

Things I did for the first
time during PT school: went skiing (snow- and water-), played a mandolin, went
skeet-shooting went range shooting, saw the Grand
Canyon, completed the Bourbon Trail, played croquet, sang at open-mic night
with one of my favorite professors, went hammocking, played a concert as one
half of Mosaic People, went hurricamping, served in a foreign country
Fatigue is an ass – thus
learned by a powerpoint slide from our cardiopulm class 1st year
that said ‘Fatigue’ at the top, and then had nothing else but a picture of a
donkey aka an ass. This became a common phrase for our class and continues to
be in my vernacular on the regular.
...which basically meant we went over to one
house, brought dessert/wine, or somehow contributed to the masterpiece meal
that was being made. We made everyday events competitive and fun, like having cobbler-offs
(who makes the best cobbler…apparently Lauren and I do, btw), carving pumpkins,
playing cards, or going bowling. We laughed, we prayed, and we did life
together. My life is forever changed and deepened because of these
relationships.
If ever you get the
opportunity to do it, go serve in another country – I had the privilege of
participating in our service learning trip to Antigua, Guatemala this year,
along with 7 faculty/leaders and 14 of my classmates. We practiced physical
therapy in one of the most severely underserved communities I’ve seen, we
learned how coffee is made, we hiked a volcano and went ziplining, but most of
all, we threw our expectations out the window and just loved on the community
and each other. And even though this wasn’t a ‘medical missions’ kind of trip,
it was missional to me, and I know
the Holy Spirit was alive and moving in us.
And now, here I sit on the
other side of 3 years – 3 years of studying, class, clinical rotations; 3 years
of many a celebration (see #2); 3 years leading to a doctorate degree, with all
the blood, sweat, and tears that go with it. And you wanna know how I made it
through all the changes, transitions, and crazy times? Surrender…
Surrender, to me, means a
relinquishing of my desire to control, to plan, or to get my shit together (I
woke up every day, and told myself I was going to get it together…it was
exhausting). Surrender means choosing JOY because
God is Sovereign. He knows you and He knows me. He enables, provides,
facilitates. He withholds no good thing from us. He gives us rest when we
‘don’t have time to rest’. He made wine. He created dancing.
I am in the in between. In the past 2 months, my seasons have drastically
changed...again. I have been Struggs McGee. But I’m going to keep moving
forward until I get a red light. I’m going to let go of fly bar number whatever
and if I’m held in suspenseful air for a while, then so be it. I’m going to
keep celebrating, embracing my emotions, traveling, concert-going, giving,
serving, dancing, being present in my
life and the lives of others. Gratitude turns everything into enough, and I
have a lot to be thankful for over these 3 years and some change J