I travel on local transit to work and it is unpredictable.
Since Covid, more and more homeless and dangerous people travel alongside regular commuters. Man, I see some weird things going on. I keep to myself. I try to be pleasant. I let people go ahead of me, and I don’t argue because you never know what that other person would pull out.
I fall on my knees and I give thanks to the Lord for seeing me through.
Hey.
The day could have gone far worse.
Last week, for example, was really challenging mentally and demanding with me helping some vulnerable clients during their appointments in the clinic.The Lord gave me the physical strength to work through the day as well as the mental strength I needed. In the end,I was able to say I did my best. It may not be enough for the clients, but with my vast experience, they received all I had to give.
Seeing the cognitive decline of clients I have helped over the years is taxing. My compassion is growing along with my frustrations. It is not easy to watch on the sidelines and not feel something for these people. They find it hard to understand what is happening to them.
Why can’t they hear like they did when they were young?
Why do people lead them around to places they do not want to go?
Why is no one listening to them? Why do they have to do what they are told?
And who are these people who are calling me Mom?
Dementia is an evil disease with no respect to anyone. It seems to strike whenever and whoever it desires.
Health is a blessing I do not take lightly.
At the end of a day like that, I thank the Lord for helping me, and I give him thanks for my blessings.
I use Facebook for information and to stay connected with some associations or groups or even friends. I love to see what is trending or I post. I use X once in a blue moon. I have not really sat down to use Instagram.
There is just too much to do on social media and not enough time.
If I regard iniquity in my heart, the Lord will not hear me.
Psalm 66 verse 18
Who do we think we are praying to the Lord without sincerity?
We are fake in compassion and evil lurks in the corners of our hearts. We have offenses we have not confessed whereby we wish to give evil for evil.
Who are we to come before a holy God with dirty hands trying to justify our actions?
We are nothing. We must learn to bring our sins or problems our heavy hearts to him. Open our minds and confess our wrongdoings, and leave them at his feet. Let the Lord fight for us. Let him take vengeance for us. He understands and knows what is best.
Forgiveness is not easy, but by taking that first step towards the Lord is a leap in the right direction.
Every day is a great day to sleep in. But I can’t. Have to go out to work or I have an appointment. There is always something to keep me from snuggling down deeper in my bed.
I acknowledge that I don’t get enough sleep because I putter around too much before going to bed.
I read somewhere that sleep is essential to leading a healthy life. Getting into a sleep pattern is challenging, but for my health, I have to get in gear. I have to learn to shut everything off and clear my brain and relax.
Easy to say. It is hard sometimes, so I try to do two minutes of minfulness. Clear my mind of the daily clutter for two minutes. That doesn’t work. I am too busy trying to figure out how to clear my mind when something pops up I forgot to do.
Describe a random encounter with a stranger that stuck out positively to you.
I was given a gift of food as a thank you at work for my help from a patient. I love getting gifts.
It was not something I liked, seeing i am not a fan of fruit cake, but I was grateful. She remembered me and took her time to find something for me.
I worked on Christmas Eve. I took the gift thinking to bring it home. On the subway, I saw a teenage girl sitting on the cold floor asking for money. Something told me to go to her. I walked up to her bent down and asked if she could do with this food gift.
Her face lit up. She looked me in the eyes.
She said. “Yes. Thank you. Thank you.” I gave it to her. She took it and hugged it. I walked away like a load was lifted from my body.
On the escalator, a man stood beside me. He said. “Acts of kindness go a long way.”
I asked. “You saw that?”
He answered. “I did.” Then he nodded as we got off the escalator and walked away.
I turned and went on my way, thinking how fortunate I am to have a gift I could give to someone in need. I am indeed blessed.
I have not seen that girl since, but I hope it was a blessing to her.
Describe a decision you made in the past that helped you learn or grow.
I am still a work in progress. I try to step away from my situations that are questionable and take a better look.
Jumping in with both guns blazing is always a problem for me. Practice makes perfect. The more I pause before I speak gets me the right answers, whereby I could make decisions and alter my behavior for my good.
As I look at the big picture, I see little things that can be of benefit. To discount them would cost me so much. So I try to stop and think. If that doesn’t work out, I move on to something else and learn from my lessons in my life.
For example, I listened to my sister when she advised me to make a simple call to a stranger. I could have cut her down, but I listened. I made the call, and that one action later launched my career.