I’ve just ended my first ten weeks in the USA.
In some ways ten weeks seems like such a short time, but in other ways it’s been forever. I’ve learned soooo much. Except for two more tests, I’m basically done with my first semester of nursing school, which is traditionally the first year of nursing school! That’s a lot of info crammed into one brain during one summer. But I should be able to draw your blood, insert and IV into your arm, put and NG tube down your nose and insert a Foley catheter and…. we’ll just stop there. We’ve been learning how to think as a nurse, how to assess, and how to hold our bladders for hours and hours on end. This is important stuff, friends!
But I think that I’ve learned much more in the non-school realm. I’ve learned a lot about people, I’ve made so many good friends in this program, and that’s a good thing because we’re stuck together for the next 15 months.
I’ve learned a lot about my faith, and about how powerful it is, and how desperately others need it. I’ve learned about the Love of God and how rich and measureless it is. I’ve learned that the power of truth is something to not ever be forgotten, and to always be pursued.
I’ve learned about how purposeful life lived joyfully can be. It’s glorious.
I’ve learned how precious the Word of God is, in ways I never thought I would.
I’ve learned how faithful a provider God is, and how He meets my needs in the most incredible ways, sometimes by not actually meeting my physical needs, because that’s when I really know what I need.
10 weeks. 10 full-to-bursting weeks. I wonder what the next will hold?
He is good. He is so good to me.