I am a busy Internal Medicine/Geriatric physician who came to America as a FOB (Fresh Off a Boat) in 1975 after the fall of South Vietnam. I spent the first half of my life chasing after a dream of becoming a physician. Living the first half of my life, I achieved degrees, awards and material things. None of it made me happy; and during the process I made many personal mistakes in my life; ruining relationships in love, family, and friends. Mistakes should be my middle name. I would turn left when I should have gone right. I looked down when I should have looked up. I was a ship without a rudder. But some how through the grace of God, he found me in a hole of an empty soul. He picked me up; taught me how to start climbing out of my dark and empty cave. He saved me from a self-inflicted coma. Out of the cave, seeing the Light he now wants me to be his light so that his glory can be seen. It sounds corny but it is the truth. His Light has let me free.