I am back after a hiatus for a period of time. I can’t say that I’m back with a vengeance, but will certainly give blogging another whirl.
After searching for that place where God needed me to be I have now found it. I am in Guest Services for THE hospital that was responsible for putting me back together again after my near fatal accident nearly 4 years ago. In fact, I have worked a couple of the surgical waiting floors and been in the preoperative and postoperative care units as well the Neurological Intensive Care Unit where I too spent time. I was told by some of the staff that I now have come full circle.
I am tasked with providing a warm and welcoming environment by being approachable and being as attentive to the care partner’s needs as possible. I am to add value daily by offering consistent approach to customer service that is delivered to EVERY customer while they are inside our hospital.
My rehab and vocational teams conducted research on me with testing and discussing my abilities and their evaluation discovered that this was one that fit me to a tee and also one that they had numerous connections with. After working a medical device sales job for close to 13 years prior to being laid off and having been in outside sales for many more I had the luxury of the autonomy–came and went as I pleased, as long as I completed the job I was paid to do and I could also take a 2 hour lunch break if I so wanted. Not any more. And, this is fine with me as I have been humbled real fast. Coming out a job where I had a company vehicle, 6 figure income, all the benefits one could possibly want to have. I am now limited to a 45 minute lunch break, punch in/out of a time clock, working weekends and holidays.
We all have heard the phrase “what do you want to do when you grow up?” Well, it has taken me this long in my life to find that place, that place of purpose, a job where I am needed and wanted and can serve an almighty purpose. I get up in the mornings with a giant, somewhat intolerable smile on my face, with a purpose on my mind and am forever grateful that I have that place to go to. I pray that I can be a blessing to someone and in return I am blessed. I have had the pleasure of comforting care partners as they see their loved ones off to surgery or await their return. I have been fortunate enough to pray with some and share the love that our Lord has provided for us even in our times of discomfort-unknown.
For me it is a labor of love. I get out of bed anxious to get to a job that I love and want desperately to get to. Definitely thankful that I can put my feet on the ground and walk and also humbled in knowing that I am going home at night with all my digits and limbs. After seeing some of the individuals that I see daily I am forever grateful in what I do have.
Jeremiah 29:11 reminds us “For I know the plans I have for you,” says the Lord. They are plans for good, to give you a future and a hope. In those days when you pray, I will listen. If you look for me, you will find me.
Where you are in life is temporary, where you end up in life is permanent and how you get from here to there is entirely up to you.
A good life is when you smile often, dream big, laugh a lot, and you don’t want what others do have, just realize how blessed you are for what you have. Are you happy and blessed? You can be if you ask for that salvation–that life eternal.
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