When I walked into the dorm for the first time, I wasn’t sure what to expect. I had no idea what was going to happen.
Who was I going to be sharing a room with (AKA who’s farts am I going to have to smell)?
Did I pick the right major?
How far is the cafeteria?
Will that girl at home like me when I get back?
Will I like that girl when I get back?
Will girls here even talk to me?
What am I going to do with my life?
I made it through that first day. I met my roommate, he didn’t smell and we became best friends.
The girl didn’t like me. But one eventually did, so I put a ring on it.
And when I walked across that stage; cap, gown and praying I didn’t trip, I reached out and grabbed my diploma.
At that moment, I knew exactly what I was going to do with my life. I knew it.
I left that stage, ate pizza, drove home and got a job as a…. bartender. That’s right world, I paid $80,000 for that bartender’s license. Pour that neat and drink it.
The truth is, I was lost. I wanted to work in the film industry. I wanted to travel the world. I wanted to marry this one girl. I wanted to be an actor. I wanted to be a writer. I wanted to have J O B.
I thought all the pieces would come together while I was at college and when it came time to walk across that stage, all I needed to do was to take off the gown and get going.
I walked into the dorm and out of the dorm still not knowing what was going to happen next.
I was lost. I needed clarity.
A man once asked Mother Teresa to pray for him. He wanted clarity from God. He was lost. Probably just like me. Maybe he was even a bartender.
Anyways, this man didn’t need healing or money or food or drink. He was lost and wanted God to say to Him “this is your path.”
What did Mother Teresa do?
Twisting the lemon rind over her drink (just kidding people) she looked at the man and said.
All drinks aside, she really said no.
She just sent him on his way? Mother Teresa rejected this poor tormented soul? All he wanted was a prayer. He wanted clarity.
Instead of a prayer for clarity, Mother Teresa gave this bartender what he really needed.
She prayed for trust. She prayed that the man would trust the Lord with the uncertainty.
Imagine this old lady grabbing the big shoulders of this tired, middle-aged man. Her old, cloudy eyes looking into his red, tired eyes and praying something like this;
“Lord, I pray for this man. He is tired. He is confused. He can’t explain his life situation and doesn’t know what to do next. Give him strength and courage to simply, trust. Amen”
You don’t need clarity. Just walk across the stage and trust.
You don’t need clarity.