I’ve been recently trying to gain perspective on how my faith fits into every aspect of my nursing career: isolated studying, clinical work, interacting with others. It’s hard not to get sucked into the abyss of worry and stress and feelings of inadequacy. But, ultimately, I don’t matter. I’m not here for my own purpose. I don’t have unending patience or energy. So I’m relearning what it means to take up my cross daily and set myself on a solid foundation.
Good thing He is faithful.