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For some weeks now I have been dealing with some sick patients,it can be an experience in itself while we deal with the issues at hand,least of which may be medical.I am learning in the process.
As I wake up every morning to the sound of my alarm which bleeps right in time I scour out of my window to see the white snow on the ground ,someone has meticulously cleared the footpath off leaving a clear trial for us to follow.The lent period continues as I juggle between my routines.
I watch the familiar and the unfamiliar and I trudge the path to work,anticipating a day like any other which can get unpredictable at times,for the moment I love the snow,I love the scenery but the cold gets to my bones.
Two months more and I have to decide what I want to do .I go home first and then move in steps ,one shuffle at a time.
Am I looking forward to the new phase,I am .I have already in my mind's eye mapped out a few personal goals set before me.A few mountains I need to climb,Not to prove anything to anybody but to keep myself alert...in the knowledge that I am not there as yet..I have miles to go before I sleep.
I have learnt from my good friends around ,they all seem to be trudging forward doing the best they can to be their best self they can be wherever they are.There are hurts,there are slights,there are people who think they can ride over them and use them to fulfill their own personal agendas...but they have decided to take their stance for their sakes and the sake of their family.I admire them because they are doing it regardless of the hardship,deep within,they are at peace.
I admire them because they are doing it one shift at a time ,one course at a time ,faithful to the basic call every child of God is called to,looking after their families,.....and living in life-giving Christ honouring communities which can only give life in return.I look on in fascination as I see them pray and it touches my heart.
We are not in any place to 'save the world' but we are where we are to be faithful in small things.What are the small things in my life?Sometimes the small thing might be just to get up in the morning and go for work when everyone and their brother are calling in sick.The weather does not help.
I am appreciating the saturdays better,the quiet...the time with my guitar...just a lie in longer than other days...listening to the birds chirp in the cold of snow-laden lawn outside....it feels almost magical.
I have been good with my lent goals of keeping away from potatoes and rice...it was not hard although I have not tried too hard with the sugar in my tea...sometimes I need it....and I let it be.
The sunlight on the snow looks brighter...I can see the glow through my window as it melts the snow,one ray at a time..a miracle unfolding, while the world goes on in it's 'busyness'....

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