Florence Nightingale’s Very Ordinary Ability

On this, the anniversary of Florence Nightingale’s birth, it only seems fitting to repost this from the NCF blog. When I think about my nursing career, I have often failed to give God the thanks I should for being able to do this work.

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Florence Nightingale said, “If I could give you information of my life, it would be to show how a woman of very ordinary ability has been led by God in strange and unaccustomed paths to do in His service what He has done in her. And if I could tell you all, you would see how God has done all, and I nothing.”

Nothing? That’s a humble assessment from the founder of modern nursing. Florence Nightingale transformed nursing practice through her faithful devotion to God who made it all possible. This leads every nurse to ask, how can I use my “very ordinary ability” in the path God has put before me?

As we celebrate our founder’s birthday on May 12 through National Nurses Week, may you find ways to follow her example and take advantage of the opportunities God has given you to express his love and grace…

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Careless Words

I am guilty as charged…

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Letting Jesus Lead

By Kyle Reber Galatians 3: 24-25 says: “Therefore the law was our tutor to bring us to Christ, that we might be justified by faith. But after faith has come, we are no longer under a tutor.&#…

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Faith for the Wrong Reasons

We shouldn’t turn to faith just for solutions to our problems. Instead, faith provides and drives our peace, purpose, and journey. We get it topsy-turvy at times. It’s similar to when w…

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This hit me between the eyes this morning. I confess I am guilty of searching for what I think applies directly to a situation when God has other plans. The realization that He intends a different path becomes obvious when I can’t find what I am looking for. I am thankful for other believers who write what He puts on their hearts so that the rest of us can become more enlightened and stronger in our faith.

Choices

By John Adams After Jeff’s recent sermon on the power of choices, it has made me think more about the choices I make everyday. Most often I notice that choices fall in the category of default rathe…

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From my church’s blog. Well said.

Albania

Note: Pastor Kurt is the children’s minister at my home church. God plants people and we are so thankful that He planted Kurt and Renee with us.

 

“Come, follow Me, and I will make you fishers of men.” –  Matt. 4:19 Several months ago, my wife Renee and I were asked if we would be interested in spreading the gospel to kids in Albania. W…

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Struggling to find the joy 

Life, I have decided, is very much like a roller coaster. I vacillate between feeling the dread of upcoming dips, much as I used to fear the first big downhill rush of our local amusement park’s wooden ride nicknamed “The Nightmare”. The coaster would slowly crawl upwards, creaking and swaying, as it approached the crest crowned with a huge sign: “LAST WARNING: Do Not Stand Up, Sit Down!” (Yes, the sign was posted because someone lost their life doing just that.) 

So my current gut feeling is that slow crawl. I just know there is going to be a huge drop. An aunt died this week who lived in another state, and her funeral services are Saturday. But because my mother is having health issues and I am an only child, I am not comfortable leaving her here even for a day–Murphy has a heyday with my life. (And her maiden name was Thompson–so that corollary holds true as well for us. Murphy WAS an optimist.)

 A classmate and childhood friend died recently of colon cancer. He insisted on no funeral, wake, or anything sad. Instead, he wanted folks to have celebrations. So, in the towns where he lived and worked as a newspaper editor and publisher, they are planning celebrations this weekend. Our hometown cronies are planning one as well.  The one here will be attended by his two brothers who are still living and I expect there will be many in attendance. One of my cousins is emcee of this venture, having been asked by our friend to do this for him. A last hurrah if you will. 

But, there is joy. My aunt is reunited with my uncle, the love of her life, and with our Jesus. Even when she couldn’t voice her needs otherwise, she recognized both those names: Raymond and Jesus. So there is joy in that she is finally at peace and no longer struggling in a failing body. 

My friend Richard is no longer in pain. He had every right to complain bitterly as cancer insidiously ate away at his body. Instead he shared his journey publicly with humor and honesty. Our social media circle of friends mourn publicly, putting on brave faces but all the while missing his voice. It’s unnatural to be happy at such a loss. So for now I am going with the thought that his fight is finally over. 

As a Christian, I understand we are to be joyful because “we do not grieve as those without hope.” But as a human, my feelings are getting the better of me this season. I concentrate on being thankful for my current good health, my family’s love and concern, and the promise that faith will carry us through to the end of this wild ride. 

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