Hello!
This summer has been a whirlwind of education. I started a chemistry class on my birthday, its conclusion feeling like a sigh of relief and like a crucial part of my medical journey. This week, I started a biology class and am steadily honing my study skills.
As the academics increase in rigor, I see that the emotional and relational landscape of working in the medical field increases in intensity. Almost all of my free time is spent reading and studying. As I find the need to hunker down, I can see with clearer vision who is sent to support me and who is not.
Enter: God. God is the being that called me to this practice. The practice of healing. My dependence on God during this season has grown to higher capacities.
At the start of my relationship with Jesus Christ, I was nearly completely biblically illiterate. As a child, I visited churches for weddings and funerals, mostly. When I arrived at college at 18 years old, I was not anticipating that my relationship with Christ would begin.
I went to a Catholic undergraduate college and, so, the presence of Jesus Christ covered the bright, bustling campus. Yet, I never knew Jesus until I found myself needing Him.
I have little recollection of what prompted me to enter one of the campus’ open church houses one evening and fall down to my knees in tears, calling for help, but I knew that I needed God.
Fast forward to 2025 and I have been attending church religiously for about 3 years now. It was last year that God called me to the office of a physician, initiating my journey as a pre-medical student.
The truth is: this study has taken over my life. As I become more effective and well-read, God humbles me greatly.
Today was a very hard but successful day.
Ashley Chandrashekhar
Earnest Supplication 
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