Bundt cakes

I had good intentions to keep my brainstorming writing going but I have worked a million shifts in a row. Right now I am in the Bundt cake parking lot waiting for the compilation of my dozen bundtinis! MIGHT as well reward myself in a delicious bite of sugary goodness to end my marathon work stretch. My work life has been quite complicated as of late. I was really struggling in my role as a nurse...surrounded by red tape, procedural overload and computer charting built around the dinosaur DOS system, I have been losing my mind. The good news is I work with some incredible individuals! They have been going nuts too so I figured it wasnt just me.  Beyond the craziness, I had been praying for a boost to bring me up from the depths of nurse burn -out. I went back to a day when I was performing a musical number in front of a large crowd in Boise. I guess I can sing and have always enjoyed music. In that particular moment and on that stage something unusual happened. The back up sound system had malfunctioned and my voice was subdued if hardly audible at all. Instead of being upset, I had a moment of clarity when the thought came to me, "Its great you like to sing, but would it be OK if God needed you somewhere else? Would it be OK if you werent in the limelight, but instead spent your hours helping others". I finished my song,  which was kind of a disaster, but I was OK with it because I had a clear understanding of what I needed to do. Last week I remembered this moment AND I remembered THE PATIENT. The charting, the red tape the obstacles melted away as I remembered THE PATIENT and the day onstage that I said "yes" to doing what God needed...

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