Four years ago, I had second thoughts when I finally decided to work in my first line of profession, Nursing. I always loved my second course, compsci., and dreamed it can give me the peace of mind I always wanted to have in my work. Unexpectedly, I ended up deciding to work in the former. I was hired, observed some amount of discipline and tried to cope with adjustment. It did work for some time but waned as days passed by. Eventually, I had to quit supposedly to invest my whole life in the field of technology. I was happy about my decision to take the risk. The weeks that followed then was a series of trials, confusion and finally bouts of depression. That investment was as frustrating as I could imagine.
Now, I'm back working, or rather, training as an ICU Nurse at one of the government hospitals in the city, VSMMC. So far, everything went well and I'm almost finished with the three-month training without a hitch. Wow! I couldn't almost believe I stayed that far. The past feelings of resistance has now been replaced with a fair amount of enthusiasm in this field of work.
When I first started, I doubted if I could ever finish the training because I was apprehensive about it. I could do no less but trust God. I had to be bold, I had to be witty, so I told myself . I did some sort of mental conditioning to arm myself with the challenge. However, the most effective tool was not in the conditioning but in the ability to focus on my daily tasks and offering every action I make to God. I look at my patients each day as brothers in need of my care and tender attention, I look at them as a reflection of Jesus in want of our affection. That way, I changed the way I had to deal with the challenges of this profession. It changed my atittude and the focus has changed from self to God ( through my patients ). I must admit, though, that thinking about self is still there but the bigger part is for God, this time. Undeniably, I feel a sense of fulfillment every time I get out of the hospital every day, thinking I had used eight (8) hours of my day dedicated for HIS glory. It's all about putting God first in my work.
Now, I'm back working, or rather, training as an ICU Nurse at one of the government hospitals in the city, VSMMC. So far, everything went well and I'm almost finished with the three-month training without a hitch. Wow! I couldn't almost believe I stayed that far. The past feelings of resistance has now been replaced with a fair amount of enthusiasm in this field of work.
When I first started, I doubted if I could ever finish the training because I was apprehensive about it. I could do no less but trust God. I had to be bold, I had to be witty, so I told myself . I did some sort of mental conditioning to arm myself with the challenge. However, the most effective tool was not in the conditioning but in the ability to focus on my daily tasks and offering every action I make to God. I look at my patients each day as brothers in need of my care and tender attention, I look at them as a reflection of Jesus in want of our affection. That way, I changed the way I had to deal with the challenges of this profession. It changed my atittude and the focus has changed from self to God ( through my patients ). I must admit, though, that thinking about self is still there but the bigger part is for God, this time. Undeniably, I feel a sense of fulfillment every time I get out of the hospital every day, thinking I had used eight (8) hours of my day dedicated for HIS glory. It's all about putting God first in my work.
