Insight
Today, I am standing in the answer to the prayers I once whispered.
I am a retaker. And for a long time, that felt like a verdict. Like the universe is quietly telling me this wasn't mine to have.
Failure and I got well acquainted over the years. At some point it stopped feeling like the enemy, it became something closer to an old friend I kept running into. And the real battle wasn't just getting back up after every fall. It was learning not to let failure feel like home.
I reopened books I was already tired of. I smiled through conversations I dreaded, dodged questions I didn't know how to answer, and cried through nights I don't talk about. I burned out, not from laziness, but from pouring everything I had into something and still coming up short.
In those moments, all I had were prayers I wasn't even sure were being heard.
They were heard.
Today I took my oath as a licensed physician, and I stood there thinking: This is it. I was carried here. By grace, by grit, and by every desperate prayer I uttered in the dark.
To anyone still in the middle of it, I don't know what you're waiting for. But I know what it feels like to wait for something so long it starts to feel like it was never meant for you. Keep waiting. Keep praying. It's coming.
Keep going. Your answered prayer is coming. 🩺
Kung naghahahanap ka ng sign na mabuti ang Panginoon, ito na 'yon.