something weird is happening to me.
something completely infiltrating my mind; my mouth.
words....utterances that mean absolutely nothing to me
simply jump out of my mouth.
grab my mind.
make my tongue pull and tingle and pulse.
let me out!
weird.
where's the glory to God in that?
how can He recieve glory from what i don't understand?
yet a bird tweets and sings and whistles,
and this brings glory to the Most High.
i cannot understand the bird.
But God Can.
i cannot understand the language
which proceeds from my own mouth.
But God Can.
may all glory go to Him
who gave me life and breath.
i don't understand what's happening to me
But God Does.
22 May 2010
03 January 2010
24
So I just turned 24. In my mind, 24 is a significant number for several reasons.....
1.) 24 is 1 year before 25, which is the quarter-century (and hump-year of the 20s--meaning 25 is the middle year, and therefore after 25, the downhill of the 20s begin)
2.) 24 is the highest number on the military clock: 2400 (or 0000 if you want to be technical)
3.) 24 is mentioned over and over again in that song by Switchfoot...though I'm not completely sure why.
4.) There are 24 hours in a day (see #2)
5.) 24 is an even number, divided by 2 is 12, which is the number of deciples, days of Christmas etc.
6.) 24 just sounds so much older than 23.
7.) 24 is a cool tv show that I've never actually seen, but heard good things about.
8.) Dr. Reid was 24 in the first season of Criminal Minds.
9.) 24 is the number of books in the Tanakh
10.) There are 24 carats in 100% gold (the purest form of gold)
11.) The letter X is the 24th letter in the alphabet. X is also a letter representing Christ.
12.) 1x2x3x4=24
So I could only think of 12 reasons why the number 24 is significant. This is perfictly fine because 12 is half of 24.
1.) 24 is 1 year before 25, which is the quarter-century (and hump-year of the 20s--meaning 25 is the middle year, and therefore after 25, the downhill of the 20s begin)
2.) 24 is the highest number on the military clock: 2400 (or 0000 if you want to be technical)
3.) 24 is mentioned over and over again in that song by Switchfoot...though I'm not completely sure why.
4.) There are 24 hours in a day (see #2)
5.) 24 is an even number, divided by 2 is 12, which is the number of deciples, days of Christmas etc.
6.) 24 just sounds so much older than 23.
7.) 24 is a cool tv show that I've never actually seen, but heard good things about.
8.) Dr. Reid was 24 in the first season of Criminal Minds.
9.) 24 is the number of books in the Tanakh
10.) There are 24 carats in 100% gold (the purest form of gold)
11.) The letter X is the 24th letter in the alphabet. X is also a letter representing Christ.
12.) 1x2x3x4=24
So I could only think of 12 reasons why the number 24 is significant. This is perfictly fine because 12 is half of 24.
30 November 2009
29 November 2009
:(
I don't know why I'm even relating this. I guess I just have to get it off my chest. And for all two of you who read this, I don't care.
I walked into the nursing home today to get my check, and one of the older nurses was talking about me to another nurse. I was confused and inquired what she was talking about.
"Your admission you did about a week and a half ago wasn't completed right." She started naming off all the things I had done wrong and said "You really should be written up for all
this."
I was shocked and I tried to defend myself (as usual) but it was clear I had missed some stuff. "I'm young. I'm still learning..." I persisted.
The older nurse gave me a look like I should know everything already.
"I'm sorry." I finally said.
"Sorry isn't good enough." She motioned to the other nurse. "SHE has to finish what you didn't do. She has enough work of her own."
Don't they know I jump through flaming hoops to try to make sure my work is done so it's not pushed on anybody else? I've been at work past 11, 12, even 1 in the morning to try to finish stuff. Yet it doesn't matter. I always manage to screw up somehow.
So I'm angry and upset. Admissions are really difficult and theres alot of stuff to do with that beyond all my usual work with my 20-some odd patients. Yes. So I miss stuff. Vital stuff that threatens my license. It took me a long time to get that license, and it only takes one bad-enough mistake to loose it.
Forget it...seems like being a nurse isn't worth the stress and the trouble.
...but this is what God wanted me to be. And He will see me thru....
I walked into the nursing home today to get my check, and one of the older nurses was talking about me to another nurse. I was confused and inquired what she was talking about.
"Your admission you did about a week and a half ago wasn't completed right." She started naming off all the things I had done wrong and said "You really should be written up for all
this."
I was shocked and I tried to defend myself (as usual) but it was clear I had missed some stuff. "I'm young. I'm still learning..." I persisted.
The older nurse gave me a look like I should know everything already.
"I'm sorry." I finally said.
"Sorry isn't good enough." She motioned to the other nurse. "SHE has to finish what you didn't do. She has enough work of her own."
Don't they know I jump through flaming hoops to try to make sure my work is done so it's not pushed on anybody else? I've been at work past 11, 12, even 1 in the morning to try to finish stuff. Yet it doesn't matter. I always manage to screw up somehow.
So I'm angry and upset. Admissions are really difficult and theres alot of stuff to do with that beyond all my usual work with my 20-some odd patients. Yes. So I miss stuff. Vital stuff that threatens my license. It took me a long time to get that license, and it only takes one bad-enough mistake to loose it.
Forget it...seems like being a nurse isn't worth the stress and the trouble.
...but this is what God wanted me to be. And He will see me thru....
27 November 2009
25 November 2009
miss scarlet in the study with the wrench
So yesturday i was at work, doing my second double (16 hr day). It was insane. I had one fall and a pt vomited, but that wasnt the worst. i was really sick with a head cold, conjestion and post nasal drip ew. And I used up an entire box of tissues (provided by the nursing home :)) Anyways, I did have a good moment. I had some free time in the morning after my first med pass before lunch (when does THAT happen??) and my aide was on break, so I was watching the floor. I was reading Psalm 78. It was so good. Then I was talking to a pt, and he said he was back-slidden. I was trying to encourage him in the Lord, and i was trying to witness to him. I had my Bible out ready to read the psalm. But then he got distracted (he has underlying dementia) and decided to comb his hair. Oh well... maybe next time. Then I left my Bible in the med cart and went home without it. The nurse texted me this morning and said, "Uh, I think you left your Bible in the med cart." I went to get it, then I got home and cleaned and we had thanxgiving dinner today instead of tomorrow cuz I have to work 3-11 at MC.
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