So I'm officially almost half-way through the semester. In two weeks, my psychosocial nursing class will be over! I can hardly believe how the time has flown. We are still getting settled, and in fact, we are still moving things in. This weekend should be the last of it, but due to a number of factors, we haven't had the time or the manpower to get it done any sooner. I'm usually very efficient at moving, so this relocation has been a great source of anxiety for me since I was unable to do much to help since I have been buried in schoolwork. I will sleep much easier once its all finished.
We have had to make a number of changes in response to our relocation, but the biggest ripple to contend with now is lack of transportation. Our only car broke down on the 10th and we had to sell it since we were unable to afford to make the necessary repair work. We prayed through the decision, and the next morning listed my car on Craigslist and released it to the Lord, praying for His will, not ours. If the car didn't sell, we'd fall back and collect ourselves and pray through the next step. Well, it sold. FAST. In less than 15 minutes in fact.
When my car broke down, my husband was immediately frazzled. I laughed. Not out of some bizarre coping mechanism attempt, but because I was truly amused. It was this time in the semester this spring when my car broke down and I had to drop psych nursing. Not gonna happen again. Praise the Lord, a dear friend in the program recently moved closer to me and he quickly offered to pick me up for carpooling, AND my clinical assignment is two miles from my house so my dad can pick me up and drop me off. However, in the moment, I wasn't thinking about any of that. I laughed at Satan's attempt to destroy my peace and joy because I trust my God that much. God will provide all we need; He knows better than we do what we need anyway. I knew I had nothing to fear - I was in my Father's loving hands.
I have absolutely no idea what God's purpose is for this season of my life. I haven't a clue what kind of nursing I want to work in. My Heavenly Father has tenderly and lovingly broken me of my arrogance and pride; it isn't for me to decide what is best for anyone or anything. Including myself. It is up to me to be humble and obedient. It is up to me to stay close to my Father through prayer and reading His word. And what I find when I actually do that is how amazingly at peace I feel with whatever my circumstances are.
