And the Winter's so, and the Winter's so long
Ever since I took my leave of Target Distro. I've had a wonderful ruckus time. I've spent a majority of my time terrorizing the critters of the central valley. This is, unfortunately, the least opportune time of the year for varmint hunting and consequently I've just been giving my rifle some good hikes. The scenery is very nice though, very grand, calming and majestic.
Also, I've realized how I miss the harvest. During harvest the work is satisfying and the workplace is beautiful what more could one ask for? If I fail in my grandiose dreams and endeavours I couldn't think of anything better than becoming a farmer.
On that note. January third I will be starting my month long Certified Nursing Assistant class. Even though I do not feel like medicine is my vocation, I know mercy is. When I tell people my plans next month they are always shure to remind me "But you'll be changing diapers and giving suppositories and shaving uncomfortable areas of the anatomy!" ... AND? I know the work is not glamorous, and for some is very uncomfortable which is understandable. Me, I don't have a problem with it, and in prayer I've come to the conclusion that I cannot pass up this opportunity for profound ministry simply because I don't feel "comfortable".
I believe as a follower of Christ, it's my job to find what I'm good at, and what is good for the kingdom and use my abilities to further Him and His name. Looking at myself, and asking others what they see in me, I have a hunch of what line of work I should aim for, and a this class will greatly aid me in becoming a stronger man.
HERE WE GO!
Grace and Peace
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I once asked a medical technician why he did his job. He had other options, why the medical field? His response was, "I once had a patient who was elderly and very ill. She had great-grand children and her family came to visit her regularly in the hospital. I helped nurse her back to health and when the day came that we discharged her, she gave me a huge hug and thanked me for the time I had spent working to make her better. That makes all the bad days of patient care worthwhile. Just that once in a blue moon instance of truly ministering to someone's needs." I could think of no better answer to my question and if you make it your goal to minister to others in this way, I can think of no better reason.
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