"There is no fear in love; but perfect love casts out fear."1 John 4:18
Sunday was the day I had been praying for since May. The day I had been faithfully waiting for. The day my and parents and friends have been encouraging me to never give up on. (yes you did see the words "my love," details later). Sunday was my first day as a nurse on a hospital unit.
I love keeping journals and writing blogs like these. Not just for others to read (although my hope is that through my words and experiences a life is changed and seeds are sown), but I do this more for me. To read and look back and see all of the good and bad. To see how far God has taken me. To laugh and cry and realize that life with God truly is an adventure. I wouldn't have it any other way. He is truly the way the truth and the life!
I looked back today. Remembering all of the tears, lonely nights, doubts, and fears I had about life back home, life after college. I looked back at the process, the mistakes I made, and the victories I had and I realized:
-that everything under the sun has its seasons,
-Everything truly does work out for those who love and seek God,
-His grace is sufficient,
-and that a man can plan his life, but God is the one who orders their steps.
I love when the word of God becomes life to a person. They aren't just words on pages anymore. I love moments like these.
So back to Sunday. It was exciting and nerve-wrecking all at the same time. So many things to remember, and so many things you forget. You feel awkward and confident in some areas, happy, and scared all at the same time. And I can already see how easy it is to join the masses of burnt-out, gossipy, average nurses. This is going to be hard. But I know that He is good. That all He does is good. So I put my life in His hands, Taking one day at a time. Because I am His alone and because His perfect love casts out all fear. I will set my eyes on Him. I know who I am in Him. No matter what happens, the mistakes I have made and will make, I am His and His alone. I am His nurse, His daughter, His friend, His beloved.
Oh and on Sunday, one of my patients called me "the sweet girl from Montana who they made a movie about." Yes I know, it sucks being as hot as Hannah Montana!!!!!!!
Love,
Jovy