08/03/2020
Thoughts on the Eve of my first day in my new work adventure:
Today's Gospel at Mass was about Jesus multiplying the loaves and fish... it was about Jesus calling the disciples to be the hands and feet of Christ here on earth in helping to feed the large crowd... it was about the call to serve others... and the call to receive from others, allowing them to also be the hands and feet of Christ. I can remember meeting with my Deacon at church about 5 years ago and him asking me, "Who are you?" And, "What are you here for?" The answer to the first one was easy, I am a daughter of Christ. The second I thought I knew the answer to, but now, I'm learning there is so much more that I have been called to do. I've been so distracted with the drama life throws at me that the water has been muddied... and I was doing what I thought I was called to do, called to focus on, when in fact I was wasting time on earthly distractions. The past few years I have spent more time fasting, praying, and dying to myself (my will). I have been practicing turning my life over to the Lord and his will for me... that's when the miracles began to multiply around me. Now I'm not saying my life is perfect by ANY means... I just mean that a lot of unanswered prayers began being answered in my favor... I felt as if I was finally moving out of the desert after a long, long time in it.
I share this because, being completely transparent, I resisted starting my own clinic. It has never been a dream of mine to own my own clinic. I don't like change, I didn't want the added responsibility, I didn't want to spend more time away from my boys... but God kept calling me, nudging me, encouraging me... I began to pray, "Are you sure this is what you want me to do?" And as the job boards continued to say "position suppressed" or "not available ," I would receive a text from a former patient asking me where I was working and when would I be seeing patients again, I felt affirmed to press forward with the start up... then I would get nervous and have flooding doubtful thoughts... and God would answer again with not one but 2 more people asking me where I was and to let them know where I ended up... and then there are my friends, family, even my boys who would lift me up and encourage me... You see, God works through us... we ARE His hands and feet. I can't tell you how many friends have stepped forward to help me, give me advice, sort through ideas in areas so completely foreign to me... I know this is the Lord. He speaks through each of us... and I know I am right where He wants me because I would NEVER have chosen to do this, I am completely uncomfortable, and yet I have a peace about it that is incomprehensible...😊 so, I cried in Mass today as the scriptures spoke of being the hands and feet of Christ... knowing the timing of this new business adventure, knowing the hands and feet that have helped me get where I am today on the eve of working in my new clinic tomorrow, knowing that I am called to heal people with my hands and with exercise instruction, knowing without question that I am right where I am supposed to be for today. I am grateful for this certainty for today.
I will leave you with this, "Who are you?" And, "What are you here for?" And I will add a few more, "Are you allowing the Lord to work through you to be the hands and feet of Christ? And, are you allowing others to serve you so they too can be the hands and feet of Christ?"
We are a private, locally owned and operated outpatient physical therapy clinic.
