I truely haven’t grasped the concept of the blog. I don’t even know why I have this blog except for the reason that it makes my wife happy. The sheer amount of posting is overwhelming. I don’t know where to begin!
What is the purpose? That is the big question that I need answered in order to give me a reason to keep this blog. I am giving this blogging thing a chance. Two weeks, giving a honest effort at putting down my thoughts down on here. If at the end of two weeks, I still don’t see a point in blogging, me and wordpress part our seperate ways.
I hate to make an excuse for my lack of motivation, but it is difficult to do really repetitive/boring homework assignments, knowing that in about 45 days you’ll be home free for the rest of your life. Sometimes this thought produces mass amounts of motivation, but that’s usually not while I’m actually doing the work. How inconvenient. I hate to complain about all the homework, but I guess since I’ve been in school 9 months of every year for the past 17 years, I have the “right” to feel unmotivated and sick of it, wouldn’t you agree? (Btw, I don’t particularly like the new fad of everyone having the “right” to whatever they feel is right and good for them… where do these apparent “rights” come from anyway? Off my soapbox…) Also, it doesn’t probably help that I now got my husband started on wordpress and am a bit (no, super!) excited about it. He’s on his second blog post of the night right now! Yippee! If you’re reading this, you must promise to at least click on my blogroll link to his blog and if you feel the urge, comment too! I know that would make him (and me) happy. And shouldn’t we all just do what makes us happy? Ha… I laugh.
And with that, I return to my 13 page “multiple patient analysis of nursing care” paper… and expect to see the clock read 5am at this rate.
Well I jumped into the “real world” this week by applying to a bunch of hospital nursing jobs for this summer after I graduate at the end of May. I’m hoping for one hospital, but I applied to 4 total, one of which I applied to 10 jobs in that hospital, so really I have no idea where I may end up. It’s a little strange how when I’m at my nursing clinicals at hospitals and have to sort of shadow a nurse for a day how I usually tend to not like what that nurse has to do by watching her, but if I imagine myself doing it by myself, I can see that I might love it. Hard to explain, but I guess it’s just weird to sit in someone else’s office and feel like you could be doing what they’re doing without imagining your own office with your own things and having the autonomy for once (something I’ve never experienced as a student!). Anywho, I am excited that now it is in God’s hands, even though it always has been and always will be, but now I just have to wait on the Lord and see what he brings to me for jobs. I’m planning to give the hospitals a call at the beginning of next week to let them know (aka bug them) that I really would like the job and would love to have an interview. I’ll admit, the thought of an interview right now just freaks me out, because I’ve never had an interview for an important job. I don’t think American Eagle Outfitters or Chipotle counts…
Please pray for me to get a nursing job that fits me well… and pray for my own wisdom and patience that only comes from the Lord… thanks!
(I know my titles are a bit odd, but I’m trying to be creative… I’m going to be a nurse, not a writer, k? Just remember that.)So my post today is about the show Oprah. I can’t make this long because I have things to get to, but today I watched a very very interesting show about a true story of mistaken identity. Two girls were in a serious car accident two years ago and the coroner made the mistake of identifying the killed victim as the wrong girl. So, the girl that survived was then actually thought to be someone else, since her real identity was now thought to have died. (sounds confusing, sorry).It ended up being a much better show than I expected. See I used to watch Oprah quite often back when I lived with my parents growing up, because my mother watched that and Dr. Phil (before it was just plain trash) quite often and I didn’t think anything of it, in fact I enjoyed them both. Since growing in my faith in Jesus over the past few years has led me to desire to rid myself of my old self and not fill my mind/spirit with things of this world, I’ve lately been trying not to watch the show anymore. Oprah’s new-age spirituality is becoming a big focus of her show and magazine (and the world it seems), so I’ve tried to stay away from letting it seep into my life. But, this show really did catch my attention and I allowed myself to watch it (risky, I know.)Near the end of the show I was very pleased to see and hear the two families that were there, along with the girl that survived, speak of their faith in Jesus and the forgiveness and mercy they’ve received from God through Jesus. This was their answer to why they don’t feel so much bitterness and anger toward God for what happened. I was super surprised that Harpo didn’t cut that part out, because Jesus’ name was definitely proclaimed! Another one of the guests actually quoted scripture! For once truth was told on a show that seems to be going in such a bad direction. The funny (not really) part was Oprah’s responses to anything mentioned about Jesus or Scripture…. she would just make a general overarching feel-good new-age-y statement that didn’t really respond to them clearly pointing to Jesus as their source for their joy and peace in such a difficult season.So I was pretty stoked about this and my next thought was “I wonder if the oprah website actually put those words on their little show feature and didn’t take out the name of Jesus.” Hmmm… so I took a look. Of course, not to my surprise, Jesus’ name was nowhere to be seen. Instead, it said this: ‘Newell says. “I know it’s because of the forgiveness that we have experienced through our relationship and our faith.”‘ Relationship to…. who? Jesus!! I immediately found a way to send a comment to whoever would receive it at Oprah.com and mentioned the inaccurate recording of that man’s words. I doubt they’ll change it or that they’ll even respond, but at least I’ve done what I can. Only good thing I noticed was that they did include the bit of scripture that the other guest said.I probably won’t watch this show much at all anymore, but I’m sure glad perhaps some (millions) of viewers this afternoon heard the truth of Jesus as one true mediator between us dirty sinners and a loving, merciful, holy God. And it always a good reminder how God can use such a worldly show (much like how we’re still sinners, prone to wander from our Shepherd) for His glory.
Upon arriving home from my nursing clinicals at the VA today I hoped to finish reviewing my resume and essay for a new grad nurse program, print it all out–along with my transcript–and bring it all (plus my recommendations and the actual application) to the post office before they closed. I hurriedly did this, even reading my essay aloud over the phone to my sister in less than 10 minutes to check for any unseen mistakes… then frantically printed it all out on the lovely (and overpriced) resume paper, drove (too fast) to the post office…. then, noted that I was 30 minutes too late. I could almost swear they always closed at 5:30… nope, not anymore. So there’s my April fools joke on myself. Guess I’ll have to wait another day, and probably anxiously read over my essay 5 more times, and send it off to Minneapolis tomorrow. And then wait… (and call 4 days later)