‘Tis the Season…to Rest

My last day at work

Jeremiah 29:11 For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.

 

This scripture does not say anything about God knowing the plans that I have for myself. Lately, my prayer has been for my will to align with God’s will for my life. Relinquish control and trust Him as my copilot pilot. Gone are the days when I make plans, then ask for favor and blessings. I now seek Him FIRST, so that everything I pursue will prosper.

One Saturday this past April, I told a few coworkers that I was only there for a short time. “I know that I am on assignment, but when I am released, I’m gone. I was planted to be a light in a dark place.” I was fed up. I witnessed way too many things that I did not like. A lot of healthcare professionals in the field that don’t really care. As my sister cousin says, “We are strategically placed in areas where there is a need.” Once your job is done, then exodus is on the horizon.

The new schedule came out that following Tuesday, and I learned that I was scheduled for every single Sunday in May. Working every other weekend was a compromise, but I was not willing to lose all my Sundays.

My husband told me to put my notice in. I knew it was God speaking through him. I had just said I was waiting on my release but I needed a CLEAR word. I did not want to leave prematurely or based off emotion. At the same time, I was playing it safe and waiting until I had another job lined up. But I chose to take the leap of faith. Not because we had a huge stash of money saved. He relies on our Father just like I do.

“When you step out on permission, you step out on power and The Word holds you up.” –Pastor TJ McBride

It is now December. I have been a Stay At Home Mom for eight months. It’s a lot of work and I always drop the ball, lol. I would say that I’m a work at home mom (barely), but I’ve been focusing on my own health and knocking out these last few classes before I apply to Nursing School.

Write the Vision

My vision board included wellness at work, because I was unhappy at my place of employment. It was draining all of my energy. I would give my best for 8-12 hours and give the rest to my family which was usually stress and frustration mixed with exhaustion.

This has been the longest period of time I have not worked. It is also the first time in the almost 16 years I’ve been a mom that I’ve been able to spend time with my children. And rest. No forced overtime or talking myself into showing up to a job that I hate.

I was offered four different positions the same week I submitted my resignation. I’ve lost track of the number of job offers I declined. I finally know my worth. And I realize that life is too short to be unfulfilled.

I intend to leave a mark everywhere that I go. I hope to be a better version of myself with each trip around the sun. I spent this year reflecting and trying to figure out my true purpose in life. I felt like I wasted a lot of time and talent, but I know that I am currently where I’m supposed to be.

I built a house with words on my vision board not realizing it was prophetic. Weeks later, we were pre-approved to build our first home. I am finally understanding that I really can build my legacy with words. Duh *insert facepalm*

I have so much in store for you guys/gals next year. Please, continue to share my blog and subscribe if you have not already done so. You will be the first to know what I have up my sleeve. Thank you for journeying with me!

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!!!

All my love,

Ciara

Never Give Up

 

In honor of the close out of 2015 and preparation for 2016, I have been reflecting. Things that were not so clear in the moment makes perfect sense in retrospect.

Last month, was my six year old daughter’s fun run at school. I won’t disclose the distance but know that it was not fun for me lol. She started whining about
being thirsty and tired because she took off too fast. So, I had to suck it
up and act like I was okay in order to keep her encouraged. My husband ran
like it was a walk in the park-it’s gotta be the Jamaican in him haha.

This brings me back to school again. I have all of my kids looking up to me to finish. While the final stretch is the hardest, though I assumed it would be
the easiest, it doesn’t make sense to come this far just to quit. I may as
well push through the exhaustion and finish it. I can rest once I cross the
finish line.

“It doesn’t matter how long it takes you to finish the race, as long as you

finish.” ~Danielle’s uncle

I remember one of my late patients motivating me when he found out I was pursuing a degree in Nursing. Although, he passed away, his words will forever live in my  heart. A couple of years ago whenever he came for an appointment, he tried to convince me to be a Doctor or at least Physician Assistant. In his efforts of persuading me that I had what it took to succeed, he dropped the following bomb: “I’m not super smart, or a genius. I just kept at it and every semester I registered for classes until I finished. Before I knew it, I earned my PHD.” He did not receive great grades, but what he did earn was more important-his degree along with a lifetime of lessons. Aha! You mean I don’t have to be perfect?!

There will be times when you cannot remember why you started in the first place and it just does not seem to be worth it anymore. You will feel tired, discouraged and defeated. Moral: JUST KEEP GOING.

 

 
We finished! Not in last place, which was my secret goal 🙂