This morning for part of my commute it absolutely poured. By the time I got to work the sun was peeking out. As much of a downpour as yesterday was, I wanted to share some sunshine that has been a provision from God.
A few weeks ago I was unglued about roadblocks with finding a supervisor at work for my practicum. After many prayers, the tide turned this week. The head of the psych dept. agreed to make an exception and said my current supervisor (who he had said in a snotty email would not be appropriate) sounded excellent. That was a God thing - if his heart can be melted from stone it gives me hope for everything else we're facing right now.
Philip was quick to remind me last night that the last time we heard a no like this and got really upset is when two seemingly perfect job opportunities fell through this summer. A week later I got a call from the owner of the clinic. In the grand scheme of things, had one of those other "great" arrangements worked out I wouldn't have even bothered driving to Norwich where I found a dream job and secured a place for a PAID practicum.
I'm always telling the girls at work, "don't keep putting money in a broken machine" -- essentially come to terms what you have no control over and do something about the things you do. Sometimes the AF is like the broken machine. I know cognitively that I have to accept this and that my life will be full of moments that are unfair and don't make sense ("that's the military for you" moments) but it's still really hard. I woke up to a very encouraging email from Shannon (perfect mix of empathizing and reality (very lovingly) reminding me that this is the military and that this won't be the last time I get pissed off but that the sovereign God we serve always has been and always will be bigger than military bureaucracy :) I'll always be puzzled that the Lord didn't allow me to get to know this incredible young woman until 3 weeks before I graduated and left MN. . . Don't know what I'd do w/o her :)
I have had a great work week thus far (seriously yesterday was awesome until I got Philip's phone call as I walked out the door. . . today I got to go back, do what I love and try to create some distance between me and last night's chaos - it worked fairly well after I walked in and immediately had a little vent to one of my co-workers who was married to a US Marine pilot)
Right now Philip & I are sitting at the kitchen table having a study date. I'm wrapping up my psychopharm work and he's writing a paper for his latest econ class.
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So glad to hear about the change for the Practicum. Those roadblocks are so hard to negotiate. BTW-my daffodils are blooming too, how do I tell them we're expecting our largest snow this year on Thursday.
God hears us! God is good!
GREAT to hear about your supervisor situation pulling through! :) You are loved! I hope you enjoyed your study date! I miss studying actually! Yea, I'm a dork! haha. Keep smiling with that sunshine girl! Love ya to pieces!
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