tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665472853242850901.post2903616362781832764..comments2023-12-15T18:32:06.637+00:00Comments on Deacon John: SorryJohn Scanlonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14350458295190854671noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665472853242850901.post-31771381570140683022012-09-25T09:59:14.555+01:002012-09-25T09:59:14.555+01:00Sally, Thank You for your concern, care and wisdom...Sally, Thank You for your concern, care and wisdom. Reading your story really helped and my head and heart are back in the right place again now. Stay in touch.<br />God Bless,<br />JJohn Scanlonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14350458295190854671noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665472853242850901.post-39657379709396853292012-09-15T12:16:55.467+01:002012-09-15T12:16:55.467+01:00Hi John
I understand your confusion. I've als...Hi John<br /><br />I understand your confusion. I've also had what I refer to as "mixed messages" from God involving jobs. When I qualified as a nurse I was very much drawn to palliative care and when a job came up at the local hospice, I felt that He was putting it on my radar as the way forward. But I didn't get the job and ended up working for them as a bank nurse - filling in when they had gaps. Fast forward 2 years and I applied again. I felt sure that it was what I was meant to do. I had experience and the job was perfect. But for the second time He said it wasn't meant to be. I was very hurt and confused. At the time I was struggling with where I was working. I was watching people I qualified with progress in their careers - promotions and specialising in desirable areas such as ICU and A&E. I couldn't understand why I was being left behind when I felt I was working so hard and praying for a change. Why was God ignoring my prayers?<br /><br />Eventually when I stopped railing at him I understood that He wasn't ignoring me. He had answered my prayers. It's just that the answer was no. This wasn't the path for me and in the last year I've come to realise that if I had taken the job at the hospice I would have been very unhappy. I'm used to working at a fast pace and being autonomous. Hospice nursing is very different and I'm sure that I would have struggled to adjust.<br /><br />The hardest part has been coming to peace with the fact that I'm still where I was four years ago. I wanted to emigrate. I wanted to specialise. I wanted to be super nurse. And I know that none of that is going to happen. So now I pray that I hear His voice when he speaks. I pray for peace in my heart. And I pray that I am wise enough to accept His judgement, even if it doesn't seem right. When I look back on my life at all the low points - all those times when I've stood there and said "seriously? You're going to put us through this?". Each and every time I can say but if that hadn't happened, if I hadn't travelled down the rocky road then the good bits wouldn't have happened. When Paul was made redundant he gave up a well paying job that he hated and now works for less money but is much happier and has better hours. And the company he used to work for are putting the screws on the workforce so things are getting even worse there. I'm so glad he's not there anymore. And that's only one of many examples in my life I can think of.<br /><br />Carry on praying. God knows you're disappointed and confused But don't forget to listen. And don't forget to be happy. Life is a gift and we can choose to be happy or we can choose to be sad. Be happy and the world will be happy with you. There may be fog on the road ahead but as the day continues to dawn, the fog will lift and there will be a beautiful sunrise.<br /><br />God bless<br /><br />Sally xxAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10403701571496428333noreply@blogger.com