Purpose

Well it's Sunday. A day of rejoicing and rest. I won't be in church as I'll be working and playing Scattagories again. lol The patient I currently have on Sat and Sun has barely any speech from a stroke, and she's paralyzed and has Parkinson's. I spent 12 hours trying to figure out what she wanted to tell me and made out maybe 10 words if I was lucky. She has a 20 year old grandon who's supposed to be helping lift her, but he has horrible body mechanics. He literally dropped her on me yesterday. Thank Goodness I got strong legs. So it was interesting. But it was awesome that she wanted me to do her makeup. She did what she could but for the most part needed assistance and then she wanted to sit and look at herself in the mirror. For anyone that's worked with hospice, you tend to know that when they wanna break out their makeup and do their hair, their generally getting ready to go reunite with their family. When someone is saved, it's hard not to rejoice for them when they've been in pain. I often reminisce about my grandparent's and everytime I smell Irish Springs soap it takes me back to the day where my grandma bathed me in the sink. Oh how I can't wait to see them again. But for now, I know God has a purpose for me. We need to remember that we may not be perfect, but to someone we are and God made someone for everyone. God designed us all for a purpose. If you don't know your purpose, allow God to guide you. Sometimes it's really hard to let go of that control... I've been going through some personal struggles and I've been on my knees and I've just had to throw my hands up and tell Jesus to just take my life and guide me.
Stay in his grip,
Tori