"Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds . . ." Wm Shakespeare

Sunday, June 9, 2013

Sunday Morning: Rambling Thoughts

I've been struck by this statement since I first heard it a few weeks ago: "We are not human beings having a spiritual experience here on earth. We are spiritual beings spending a bit of time on earth". 

This brings 2 Cr 4:17 into much better understanding for me; "for momentary, light affliction is producing for us an eternal weight of glory far beyond all comparison" and 1 Peter 1:6, "in this you greatly rejoice, even though for now a little while, if necessary, you have been distressed by various trials"

Once again I am encouraged by the fact that this IS temporary and the trials are for my spiritual growth and maturity and are not for nothing IF I embrace the process. God has the master plan for my life. I am not here to settle in and get comfortable or to fit in. How many times have I looked back at my life and declared with some despondency that "I have never fit in" be it with friends, co-workers or even in my own family. I take heart knowing eventually, when my time here is finished, I get to go to my spiritual home, there to reside in God's presence forever, no more heartache, physical boundaries and in the presence of perfect love.

I am a unique individual created for God's purposes and while that sometimes galls, when I get my thinking straightened around, I find much peace that Someone actually does have a master plan, one that is for my good, a plan for my future, otherwise what would hope would I have?

However, having said that, I can see that my journey has consisted of lapses of obedience where I struggled with God my Creator or even times of running from Him.

It has, and will continue to be frought with times of inconsistencies when I blatantly sin, when I ignore God and when I go my own way.

I will not have a perfect faith. I will have times of arguing with God, challenging Him, having testy debates with him, complaining about Him and to Him. Times when I let others down, when I behave less than I should.

But God, the Author and Finisher of my faith has me on this journey going from glory to glory and though the 'to' phase seems long and onerous, I know I am growing and maturing so those times become less and less and my faith, shown in how I live my life, is becoming stronger and more sure, and best of all I am becoming more like Jesus in the process.

My righteousness does not mean moral perfection but in being "in the right" before God because of my faith in Jesus Christ and His righteousness.

I need only to finish the race set before me, NOT having a perfect run, one without injuries or failures, only to finish the race.

A little poem on Process for you

LMNO. . . . Q??

It’s true you know, I did it,
My friends all laughed at me.
I loved them all, I used them too,
But oh, did I hate that “P”!

The Alphabet is such a gift,
They’re life to the words I write,
But that one small letter,
Near the end of the list,
Came at me with a bite!

I took it out, I kid you not,
Oh, not from words you see.
Just the Alphabet, it was quite a sight,
It was LMNO . . . Q?!?!!

OK, OK, it’s foolishness,
And maybe childish too.
But before you judge me for this act
Wait till Process comes to you!

So, now you know the “P” word,
That put me in such a state.
And every time I heard it,
Each jangled nerve would quake.

Process, still more process
Is part of every life.
It matters not if you’re a child,
A husband or a wife.

I’m good now, thanks for asking.
My life is quite changed too.
It’s altered my perceptions,
My opinions and my views.

I see it’s now a gift from God,
That makes us like His Son.
And if we choose His way, not ours,
We’ll hear Him say “Well done.”

The Alphabet looks good now too,
I’ve restored that little “P”
But guess what I discovered?
Transition begins with a “T”!!
 By Brenda © 2003

God bless you on your own Journey while you spend a brief bit of time here, running the race with me till we get to go 'home'.

Journey Girl

Wednesday, June 5, 2013

The Downside of Community Work

Working in the community is going into peoples homes to give them the care they need to stay living in their own home as long as possible. It has a lot of advantages over working in a Seniors Home and it suits me and my personality very well. However, it has it's downsides also, one of which is working on our own in a bit of isolation.

Tonight, as a PSW, I had my first taste ever of being threatened on the job. It quite shook me up.

After tending to this man's Mother, doing her care, the anger which had been building since yesterday hit boiling point. At lunchtime when I went in I could see it more clearly than first thing this morning, but tonight as soon as I went in he was derisive, confrontational and extremely passive aggressive and it was a bit scary. He is emotionally unstable, is almost 6 feet tall and weights over 250 pounds. Not someone I want tackling me, not even verbally!

It was when he asked me to wash his Mom's hair and I had to say she told me she was too tired and would rather we did it in the morning that he blew up. As I said good night to his Mom, my client, and walked to the door, he began swearing saying I had a f****n attitude and it had better be G*d D**ned gone when I got there in the morning or else, that's when I realized I needed to get out of there rather quickly.

I called in to my nursing supervisor and she will write up an abuse incident and call it in. She said they would remove all care at this point and the Access Center would look into it and deal with it.

After telling me I had handled it correctly, she encouraged me to "take a deep breath" and blow it out and go have a cup of tea. I like that kind of advise, down to earth and normal, gives one a sense of being OK.

It is sad for me to have to leave my client without care, but as my supervisor said, it's out of my hands now and is not for me to worry about, but I can pray that God will provide for her and keep her safe.

So while being a PSW is very rewarding work and a job which I love very much, this is the kind of incident we are always cautioned to watch out for but never quite believe will happen until it does. I always wondered, sort of, how would I handle such a situation. Now I know. I didn't fall apart till I got out of there, which, as I remember back, was how I handled difficult situations when my children were small. Handle things with clear thinking and good decisions, but when all were safe and looked after, completely fall apart!

Time for that much needed cup of tea and a good night sleep.

Blessings to you on your journey and hope you never have such an encounter
Girl on a Journey of Firsts