I didn’t fall in love with nursing until after I met Jesus. Oh I was called to be a nurse for sure. I have no doubt about that. But for those first 20 years? I would say we had more of a love/hate relationship.
I couldn’t get away from the memory of watching my dad die. His death made nursing really hard. But I made a promise to him and he was my childhood hero. I was determined to keep my promise to him. Funny now, I can look back and see how God used that event to make me the nurse he wanted me to be.
For 20 years, I took care of people. I was kind. I was compassionate. I was more patient with them than my own family. But I would not have said I loved my job. It was a job I happened to like. Sort of.
After Jesus? I finally understood the purpose, the calling. I fell in love with nursing. And being in love makes me want to try harder, persevere when the days are too long.
Love makes all the difference.
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Such great insight in how Christ makes everything in our lives, marred by the fall, even a good job we excel at all, beautiful. It creates love.
Cheers,
Leah
Jesus makes all the difference Leah. 🙂
It’s amazing how knowing God can change things. How His love can infuse every aspect of who we are and what we do. Love your thoughts on this.
And, might I just say, that in some of my most scary medical moments, it was the hands and voice and eyes of a kind nurse that made all the difference.
GOD BLESS!
I’m glad Sharon. That’s how it should be. 🙂