“Why did I have to
pick such a hard career? I don’t know if I can do this… there will be so much
hurt…”
“The world is full of
hurting people, but in the hospital you get to help them.”
That conversation happened close to midnight last night
between my roomie and me… her wise words cut through my exhaustion and reminded
me of the purpose behind my studies. Nursing school is hard, but it will be
worth it. Where else are you in a situation to care for and show love to a
perfect stranger? Sitting by the bedside of the hurting, listening as they tell
about their pain, offering the peace of Jesus that flows with His love as a
river of living water because I am His daughter… This calling He has placed on
my life is so much greater than me, but I get to be the hands and feet of Jesus
by tangibly carrying hope to the hurting. Yes, it is worth all the tears,
sleepless nights, lack of time, and loss of fun because that’s how Jesus
served- wholeheartedly, holding nothing back… and I want to be like my Jesus.
Marvel at the beauty of the gospel today. He came for you.
For me. For that perfect stranger. For the hurting. For the broken. For those
who “have it together.” For the cruel. For the good. For the unjust. For the ungrateful.
And He loves us all… without restraint, without distinction,
without limit…
So every person I come in contact with is an opportunity to
serve and love as Jesus did. That’s real hard, y’all….
But just as he had grace enough to save us from eternal death, He
has grace enough to get us through the hard times.
He has entrusted us with the priceless gift of the gospel. We
carry it with us everywhere, but who are we sharing it with? Do my words bring
life and hope because they are pointing to the glory of my Jesus?
Jesus was Love wherever he went…and I want to be like my
Jesus.
“But my life is worth nothing unless I use it for doing the work assigned
to me by the Lord Jesus; the work of telling others the Good News about God’s wonderful
kindness and love.” Acts 20:24
