One Saturday Morning

Just admit it...You want me to be your nurse :)


(Please note: my awesome I <3 Jesus pin) I don't believe I'm allowed to wear "Religious Paraphernelia" to a government job...Jenn told me that I should simply explain that my boyfriend's name is Jesús...Which, for me, would kind of be believable. We'll see if anything happens. 


 I took this yesterday right before church. I haven't worn my scrubs to church before. It was funny because after the sermon, we listened to music over the sound system. I then proceeded to do the chicken dance, electric slide,the Charlie Brown, the Cha Cha  slide ( I lika do de cha cha...to understand this reference please consider visiting this website and watching this video. You will laugh. Click here!). I also did that move where you grab your foot behind you, put your hand on your head, then wave your knee around like you just don't care. I wish I knew what it was called. Either way... I suddenly thought to myself that I will be a Bachelor's prepared Registered Nurse in less than 4 months (God willing). I wonder what the world would think if they saw the future of the medical profession doing the Charlie Brown on stage in scrubs. It was a site.


[After church I went on a midnight vegan picnic. I'll post pictures later...]


Now it is Saturday morning and I am sitting in my REBOLU( big 'ole mess) of a room. The sun is nice outside. We're gonna reach the 60's today and I am so glad. The weather has been amazing.
I mostly wanted to talk about the Lord in this post. I got a little distracted.


The Lord is working.
Some of you know about the events in my life this semester that have been trying. My father was released from prison, my grandmother went through a very difficult season, my mother's health began declining, my grades plummeted,finances were nil, my career plans changed, and then everything culminated with my one-year relationship coming to a close. PHEW!


Suffice it to say that the theme of this semester is long-suffering (definition: Patiently enduring difficulties. Patient endurance.) In Jeremiah 33:3 it says "Call to me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know." Let me say that I have been calling on the Lord more often than ever. He is my sanity and my way of processing such trials. My life is truly out of control. I am seeing the repercussions of disobedience, of making quick decisions, of starving myself spiritually, of letting the way I feel be my compass through trial. I am learning that there is so much that I simply do not know, and that the Lord has my very BEST in mind. Already He is working. In light of his omniscience, it only makes sense that I turn to Him when I need direction. I am being reminded that nothing, save for the Lord, is permanent. No relationship, no feeling, no emotion, no friend, no family member, no time of joy, and (Praise Jesus) no time of suffering will endure forever.


God is mending my terribly broken and messy heart. I am becoming a woman. Not just a girl who tucks her head down during trial and simply survives. I am standing up, facing my many giants, and learning about myself and the Lord in the process. I do not want to delay the work the Lord wants to do in my by reverting to survival mode. If I try to insulate myself from the pain of this semester, I will come out as immature as I started. I'm ready for some growing up. I'm ready to see what the Lord has for me, and I will fight discouragement, depression, and loneliness along the way.


PS- Look at the last post if you haven't read my update. There's some important news there.