I'm thinking we'll all need some Chick-fil-A coffee and biscuits.
This is the part-time job I've been looking for and praying about; God provided in a mighty way. (Don't you just love jobs that "fall into your lap?") And though I know He provided this job at this time, can I tell you a secret?
I am petrified.
Yep, this gal that had Mother/Baby nursing whipped several years ago is scared to death to take 5 students into the clinical setting. On one hand I'm thankful it's only 5. On the other, when I screw up (and I know I will) they'll all know about it. And, horror of horrors, they'll probably talk about it in class!
But . . .
I will go. Clinicals will be figured out. Students will be taught. And I will take one more step into this life's unexpected.
In this adventure I choose life of the abundant sort. Yes, I'll still quake on the inside, but I'll be ready to teach and to learn. Most importantly I'll continue to be humbled by a magnificent God who's given me this life and the fact He's transforming me into something Remarkably Whole.