I Know What I Know, I Don't Wanna Stay

How many times do I have to see something before I begin to take notice?

This past fall, I began to change my plans of what I wanted to do in graduate school. For a long time I wanted to go to law school, but I was not very sure of the type of law career that I wanted to pursue. When I went to the IJM Prayer Conference last Valentine's Day Weekend, I was convinced that I had found the legal avenue that would suit me best. At that time, I was working at the McMahon law firm here in Abilene. It was a good job, but the subject matter was what turned my dreams away from law school. I realize that some people's personal injury claims are honest and serious, but it seemed so trivial and petty to quibble over money in car wrecks and supermarket slip and falls. I quickly grew cynical of the legal profession and decided that I would turn my attention elsewhere.

I began to become interested in a potential career as a professor, diplomat, or government analyst by pursuing a master's and doctorate in political science or government. I began looking at potential schools and becoming very interested in that potential path, but there was always this faint yet persistent voice calling me to a career in human rights.

As I have previously written, I recently began reading Gary Haugen's book "Good News about Injustice," and I will be attending a conference next week at Pepperdine called "Lawyers, Faith, and Social Justice." Maybe I am just stubborn and it takes a long time for these things to get through, but this seems to be such a noble calling and so close to the heart of God. As I read about situations in foreign nations such as Sudan and Peru about genocide and great injustice, I realize that I could make a difference there if I use the gifts that I have been blessed with.

"The future was wide, wide open."