Not even one whole year ago I was firmly established on the pre-med track, fully intending to become a physician of some sort.

God stopped me in my tracks via the influence of some good professors here at Baylor, and set me on the path for becoming a different kind of doctor.  The pieces had been falling together all along.  I loved learning, love learning, and will always love learning.  Immediately at Baylor I flourished intellectually in mulling over, discussing, and wrestling theological subjects.  I found a passion I never had for studying science.  I found fulfillment, I found myself. 

For the past two semesters (counting summer session as one of them) I have been absolutely on-board and excited about heading in the direction of a Ph.D.  But something changed in my in the past few weeks:  I've made theology mine.

Now let me articulate what I mean by this.  Rather than seeing theology as my future discipline, I see it as my present and continuing discipline.  I no longer see myself as somebody who is going to be a theologian, but somebody who already is a theologian.  For the first time, in conversation, I called theology “my discipline.”

I find that exciting.  I am owning it!  

And it only took me eleven months to get here!