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Wrap 
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I'm starting to get tired. 
My
 day is just starting so I really shouldn't complain.  My co-worker is 
helping by lifting the patient's leg.  Really, all I'm doing is leaning 
over the bed and stretching an ace wrap in a spiral pattern from the 
feet up the leg.  Working on the second leg, I can feel the smallest 
tremor in my muscles.  Already?  How in the world am I going to make it 
through today?  Not by my own strength that's for sure! 
My
 goal is to serve where I am.  Using everything God's given to me, I 
want to provide my patients the best service possible.  But how?  I'm 
confused as to if and how I need to moderate my own activity.  If I go 
all out, will I have the endurance to continue with all the treatments 
needed throughout the day?  Will I get burnt out?  Should I save some of
 my energy in reserve for later?  How much is too much and how little is
 too little? 
Lord God, I'm 
really confused.  I know you have the ability to give me strength beyond
 my own, but I also know you've blessed me with a brain capable of 
learning my own limitations.  When do I use what you've given me and 
when do I lean on you for more?  I really don't know enough and I hate 
the answer "each situation is different so it depends."  Grrrrrrrrrrrr. 
 All I know, Father God, is that I am here, working a weekend day...  
kind of lonely but never alone.
Initially,
 I was scheduled to work Sunday.  Thank you so much that I didn't!  Not 
knowing until afterwards that Sunday (working completely in the burn 
unit with no assistance from another therapist) there was a patient who 
got discharged and 3 new admits... all requiring a lot of effort and 
time... AND a handful of current burn unit patients that all needed 
therapy.  Yikes!
Lord, with 
my current abilties, there's no way I can serve all the patients in the 
burn unit to meet the needs of what Sunday required.  Instead, you 
provided a switch where my co-worker willingly took my Sunday so that I 
can work on Saturday instead.  Father, you blessed me completely by 
providing another therapist to lean on, enough time to complete all my 
paperwork, and that all my afternoon patients with wounds came early!  
Hurray!!!!
Honestly, beats me how I exactly made it through Saturday.  Definately not by my own abilities!
Lord
 God, all I know is that I continusously prayed throughout my entire 
work day: begging for wisdom, asking for stregnth, requesting your 
assistance with the timing and types of treatments... the list goes on 
and on.  And the coolest thing?  You helped me more than just survive 
this Saturday of work, but allowed me to thrive by providing everything 
from therapy and timing to patient participation and staffing assist.
Father God, to you I give all the glory and praise!
The
 fact that I can work, knowing that if my back is ever in a corner, you 
always open a way out.  So yes, Lord, blindly I follow.  Each step.  
Each day.  When I'm scared.  When I'm lost.  Into your care I leave all 
the many things out of my own control so that I can serve others as 
you've shown me through the examples of Jesus Christ.  Continue to give 
me strength in my body, endurance during my treatments, stability of my 
body when I'm fatigued, a positive attitude in you and peace in the 
knowledge that I'm never alone, never truly stuck, never fully hopeless 
or helpless.
Thank you, 
Father God, that I can so enjoy work, in serving and in being served, 
exactly where I am.  Wherever I am, whomever I'm with... may you 
continue to shape my heart to seek you and to serve others... not for my
 own pride nor self-satisfaction, but to glorify you. 
I
 will work with all my heart to you, O Lord, and not to man because you 
promised to never leave me, to never forsake me.  Dwelling in your 
presence, I will never be alone, never truly lack for anything... so 
please, Lord, continue to teach me how to serve you right here and right
 now.
In Jesus' name I pray, amen. 
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