Work stinks. (!!!!)
I feel like I want to scream, but I'm WAAAAY too tired for all that.
I love my job, I really do, but I hate how it's been the past few weeks. There is never enough time to take care of everyone how they are supposed to be taken care of. It's horrid. I have been getting out late for the past two weeks, I'm behind on administrative stuff I'm supposed to be doing, and at the end of the day, I still feel like a crappy nurse. Basically, the kids are really sick and busy and high maintenance and I have 5 of them at once!
It's pretty bad when you put in an entire 13 1/2 hour day 3 times a week, without a lunch or pee break sometimes and you still feel like you didn't do enough.
Grr.
Hmm...where's that blog I wrote awhile ago about "why I love my job....to read later when I hate my job." ??
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Paint
It took me three times to type that title correctly.
Geez!
Geez!
Just wanted to say that God is an amazing painter.
The view from Robinson Town Center near my house.
Enjoy.
:)
The view from Robinson Town Center near my house.
Enjoy.
:)
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Lately
I've been quiet lately. Been feeling pretty contemplative.
I sewed my first bag tonight based on some internet instructions and a vision in my head. Not bad. Pictures to come. Must use interfacing next time.
I'm off night shift for the next two weeks.
I have to be up for work in 6 hours. Eeek!
Ezekiel 33 is awesome. Really awesome.
G'night.
I sewed my first bag tonight based on some internet instructions and a vision in my head. Not bad. Pictures to come. Must use interfacing next time.
I'm off night shift for the next two weeks.
I have to be up for work in 6 hours. Eeek!
Ezekiel 33 is awesome. Really awesome.
G'night.
Monday, October 13, 2008
The Middle of the Night
I am up, it is 4:18 am and I am not at work. Liberating. It feels like a big deep breath of fresh air that I am up and I have nothing to do. Nothing that needs done at 4:18 in the morning that is.
I feel refreshed. I've needed that this last week.
I feel happy. I've have blunted feelings this week.
I feel awake. I've felt constantly tired and sick this week.
I feel the Lord. I've felt hard and bitter this week.
A big deep breath of fresh air. That's what this time is to me and I love it. I spent yesterday afternoon after church exploring the Oakland Library, giggling in the stacks, giddy with all the reading options. After I had chosen six (just six!) beautiful novel, I settled in at a park nearby, sitting on my blanket, reading a book, people watching and drawing yet more uncreated ideas in my sketchbook. I felt happy and it felt right. It was me, just me.
Church was really convicting and good for me yesterday. I needed to hear all of that, I needed my heart softened again like only my sweet Jesus can do. Have I mentioned lately that He's great? That He's all I need in the way of love? That His love is this ginormous, monstrous, amazingly warm, soft, firm wave that washes over you and pulls you underneath to drown you even though you struggle like a huge rip tide?
::smile::
It's a happy drowning. Like this: "Please drown me today Lord. I need more of my silly, surfacy, human self washed away. I wanna not be able to breath today because of your presence and love." That kind of love is the kind that is worth drowning for. It's the kind that makes it worth it to give up your very self, to give up what you thought to be important, to give up your very life, hope, dreams and desires just to have it.
It all seems so simple in the quiet hours of the night. No demands, no people, no phone calls, few emails, no responsibility, just you and the Lord, thinking, pondering, dreaming, relating. Beautiful. Simple. What we don't do often enough. Our God is not this checklist God who makes us measure up before we can be counted as part of the family. We are not living in His house under probation. We are part of the family, good, bad, gentleness and wickedness, we're family. We're stuck with each other, because HE wants it that way.
He loves us. All the crazy, silly, quirky, not-right-in-the-head people that are His children. Fumbles, muddled dreams and all. We're His and you can't convince Him otherwise. Even if you run away, He always pulls you, aches for you, draws you back.
Life is simple with Jesus, don't make it complicated with sin.
-Says middle-of-the-night-Kristen, who will try to remember all this when she wakes up.
I feel refreshed. I've needed that this last week.
I feel happy. I've have blunted feelings this week.
I feel awake. I've felt constantly tired and sick this week.
I feel the Lord. I've felt hard and bitter this week.
A big deep breath of fresh air. That's what this time is to me and I love it. I spent yesterday afternoon after church exploring the Oakland Library, giggling in the stacks, giddy with all the reading options. After I had chosen six (just six!) beautiful novel, I settled in at a park nearby, sitting on my blanket, reading a book, people watching and drawing yet more uncreated ideas in my sketchbook. I felt happy and it felt right. It was me, just me.
Church was really convicting and good for me yesterday. I needed to hear all of that, I needed my heart softened again like only my sweet Jesus can do. Have I mentioned lately that He's great? That He's all I need in the way of love? That His love is this ginormous, monstrous, amazingly warm, soft, firm wave that washes over you and pulls you underneath to drown you even though you struggle like a huge rip tide?
::smile::
It's a happy drowning. Like this: "Please drown me today Lord. I need more of my silly, surfacy, human self washed away. I wanna not be able to breath today because of your presence and love." That kind of love is the kind that is worth drowning for. It's the kind that makes it worth it to give up your very self, to give up what you thought to be important, to give up your very life, hope, dreams and desires just to have it.
It all seems so simple in the quiet hours of the night. No demands, no people, no phone calls, few emails, no responsibility, just you and the Lord, thinking, pondering, dreaming, relating. Beautiful. Simple. What we don't do often enough. Our God is not this checklist God who makes us measure up before we can be counted as part of the family. We are not living in His house under probation. We are part of the family, good, bad, gentleness and wickedness, we're family. We're stuck with each other, because HE wants it that way.
He loves us. All the crazy, silly, quirky, not-right-in-the-head people that are His children. Fumbles, muddled dreams and all. We're His and you can't convince Him otherwise. Even if you run away, He always pulls you, aches for you, draws you back.
Life is simple with Jesus, don't make it complicated with sin.
-Says middle-of-the-night-Kristen, who will try to remember all this when she wakes up.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
I went Kayaking!
We had so much fun.So, Pittsburgh has this thing called RADical Days and lots of stuff in and around Pittsburgh is free that day. Today there was free kayaking through Venture Outdoors. We drove up to North Park today and they gave us a life jacket, kayak and paddles all for free and let us go out on North Park Lake. (!!!)
It was amazing. So much fun....although our arms hurt now. :)
Anyway, more pictures are up to your right. Enjoy! ----->
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Photo Fun
I'm learning how to use editing software to edit how photos look. Oh my goodness, you can make any ordinary photo look amazing. I'm in love.
Check out the slideshow to your right to view my most recent learnings. :)
Check out the slideshow to your right to view my most recent learnings. :)
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
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