I am so thankful that God directs the steps of those who love and serve Him.
There were several different paths I could have traversed as I came into
adulthood, various carriers I could have chosen. What I would be when
I grew up changed many times as I grew older, but I was sure to always
include in my prayers for God's will to come to pass in my career choice.
When I was eight or nine, I remember wanting to be an archeologist more
than anything. Discovering artifacts from an ancient civilization seemed
so interesting and adventurous. A few years later, I watched Raiders of the
Lost Ark, and while I loved the movie, I decided I loved life much more than
risking falling prey to a fatal booby trap. Besides, there are finite number of
objects that are waiting to be discovered, not very good job security, I
rationalized to myself and moved on.
I turned to dreams of becoming a marine biologist. Again this was fascinating
and adventurous and certainly would be a good choice. For a brief time, my
sisters shared my dream, and we were to be famous marine biologist sisters
working together to... . I'm not sure what. I can't remember why I decided
against marine biology, but it could have been something to do with
shark week on the discovery channel.
I briefly considered being a doctor or a teacher, but the thought of misdiagnosing
someone or grading papers the rest of my life squashed those ideas. I even
thought of being a nurse for a while, but when I realized I'd have to give shots,
causing pain, I changed my mind. I wanted to help people, not hurt them.
And so, when it was time for me to go away to school, I did so with my major
"undecided." Throughout the school year, I spent hours praying for God's
direction. "I'll do anything," I prayed, "just tell me what you want me to do."
I didn't feel any strong leading one way or another. Then one day one of the
girls in my dorm asked why I wasn't going into nursing. She pointed out that I
was always taking care of the girls who were sick on my floor. The more
I thought about it, the more it made sense. "But I don't want to give shots,"
I protested. She countered if that was the only thing holding me back, I
should talk to one of the other nursing majors on my floor. I took her advise
and was assured that giving shots wasn't a big deal (in that you get over it
quickly) and more importantly it was for the patient's own good.
I spent about a week praying about pursuing nursing, and afterwards, I felt a
strong sense of peace. That was it. I was going to be a nurse. This was in
the spring semester of my freshman year. I had wasted some time taking
classes I didn't need and had missed some classes vital to the nursing track.
Then another obstacle occurred. My parents were financially unable to send
me back to ORU (Oral Roberts University). I was devastated. I knew this was
where God wanted me to earn my degree. Why was this happening?
The next year, I attended a local community college and took the necessary
courses to get on track with the nursing program at ORU. After months of
prayer, I informed my parents that they didn't have to provide a penny, but
God was going to send me back to ORU. Full of faith, I finished my second
year strong and submitted my paperwork and transcripts to ORU. My
Grandma Rose unexpectedly paid for that year in full. I was thrilled.
I returned my third year with a new appreciation and determination
in my schooling. I was able to secure a private loan for my fourth year,
and for my fifth year (thanks to that first year of being "undecided") I
joined ROTC for a one year scholarship with a 4 year commitment to
the Air Force upon my graduation. Had I known about the ROTC program
earlier I would have been able to skip the unfortunate private loan.
I graduated in "03 Summa Cum Laude, passed my nursing boards the next
month, left for San Antonio the month after that for 6 weeks of Field Training
(boot camp), was commissioned as an officer in the U.S. Air Force by the
end of the summer, and so started my nursing/military career. I served in
the USAF for four years and learned a ton of valuable lessons, both
professional and personal. Upon completing my obligation, I returned to
civilian life and accepted a job at a local hospital where I eventually
found myself working on a postpartum ward. Not what I had pictured
myself doing in nursing school (like cardiac ICU), but I believe God
has guided me to my current position caring for new moms and babies.
I love it. Giving support to the new mom who isn't sure she has what it
takes to be a mom is so rewarding.
I am so blessed, loving my job and where God has guided me. I am
thankful for all the experiences I've had, leading me up to this point,
and forming into the person I am today. Our road in life isn't always
easy, but when following God, it's always worthwhile.
Trust in the LORD with all your heart; do not depend on your own
understanding. Seek his will in all you do, and he will show you which
path to take. Proverbs 3: 5-6, NLT (New Living Translation)