There was a man, once, who was preparing for medical school at Oregon State. Med school had become a great, great desire of his heart, so much so that he was afraid that even if God told him to go a different direction he couldn’t. He almost felt like he was in too deep to back out. He had invested so much of his life, his time and effort into this endeavor. But see, there was no indication that God didn’t want him to go ahead with his plans.

But still, as a Christian, he was concerned about that, and he should have been.

I see myself in that scenario, to some extent. And I can see other areas of my life that I tend toward clenched fists as it were. Grades, sports.

It’s unfortunate when a person must make a choice between two or more good options.