The hard things in life do not your life make. They are just situations, moments, and they pass. When we focus on those things that break our hearts we can be fooled into thinking that that is just the way life is. Please don’t be tricked into believing that. If you do, you will become yet another person in the …
Peter. I think he so often gets a bad rap for sinking as he walked upon the water (Matthew 14:22-33). I, however, think he was very brave for being willing to get out of the boat and walk to Jesus. There is a great painting that is painted from Peter’s view under the water looking up towards the reaching hand …
It’s so important to always remember that we must truly love others around us-even when and maybe especially when-our heart feels broken or betrayed. It is not flesh and blood we are wrestling with – it’s that dang devil that wants to destroy and hurt “them” as well as you. I’ve actually heard the voice of Corrie Ten Boom say …
“…they would go from the work of the Father’s creative hands inside of a mother’s womb into the eager reaching fingers of the scribe in the nursing shoes with the RN credentials pinned on her shirt.” My RN career has been invested mostly in babies, pediatrics, and hospice. I had a doc that used to tease me and say that …
Dear friends, I’ve decided not to die… It’s not like I wanted to die, it’s just that I thought I had nothing left to do that would ever matter. It wasn’t that I was looking at the number fifty in my life’s rearview mirror, it was that my babies were all officially raised. Raised and thriving. Thriving and accomplishing. Accomplishing …
I know that when we post profile pictures, we want to post a good one. Like probably most of you, I’m a big fan of putting my best face forward. However, I was overcome this week when I looked in the mirror after taking off my PPE (personal protective equipment). It had been a particularly grueling day, and before I …
Nursing Notes From the Navajo Nation On August 1, 2020 I finished my second week on the Navajo reservation and during the night homesickness hit me like a 100 car freight train hauling bananas and circus animals. Wowza my heart is aching. It’s also been a rough week in that I now have been here long enough to see staff dysfunction …
On July 18, 2020, I left everything comfortable and safe for a place and a people unknown to me. I seriously doubted my ability to get in my vehicle, start the engine, and back out of my driveway. I’m over fifty. I have some joint problems. My Achilles tendons are damaged, and some days I don’t seem to have enough energy to …
Thursday. It seemed so normal. Breakfast. Coffee. Brush teeth. Clip my RN credentials to my freshly pressed uniform. Give my Jess a see-ya-later kiss and off to the children’s hospital to love on some of the most tender little ones and their families. We all do it. Check the boxes in our day, brush teeth ‘check’ make grocery …
The window behind my couch shows a translucent gray sky and out my front door I see a pale blue peppered with thick clouds. I’m praying for rain. We need it desperately. I want to sit underneath the tin roof of our porch and hear the life giving drops as they splash against the metal. It produces a melody that …
