Sealed... 9/10/13

September 10, 2013

I have an interview set up for tomorrow evening at 6.  I am incredibly excited and nervous.  It has been years since I have had to interview--probably since 2007 or so.  My clinical rotation with Dr. Wade was my interview.  He extended me a job offer and contract on my last day of clinical so I have never had to do a face to face, tell me your weaknesses, your strengths kind of interview as a PNP.  I was spoiled and somewhat blessed in this matter.  I have always gotten every position that I have ever interviewed for.  I was blessed by God alone.  What type of questions would he ask me?  Will I have to recite the immunization schedule verbatim?  List reasons why I would not immunize? Work out a case study?  Eek!!  What are my strengths?  What are my weaknesses?  Yikes!!  

Verse of the Day: 

Ephesians 1:13-14

In him you also, when you heard the gospel of your salvation, and believed in him, were sealed with the promised Holy Spirit, who is the guarantee of our inheritance until we acquire possession of it, to the praise of his glory.  

I read a story while reading some commentary on these verses.  It was of an elderly lady who was making her final arrangements as she knew the end was nearing.  The pastor had came and she discussed, music, flowers, belongings.  She made it known that she wanted to be buried with her Bible and then as the pastor was about to leave, she remembered there was one last thing.  She wanted to buried with a fork in her right hand.  The pastor was baffled.  He couldn’t imagine why a fork.  She explained that at church function meals, her favorite part was when the people who were clearing the tables told her that she could go ahead and keep her fork.  She knew what this meant.  There was more to come.  Something better was on the way.  It wasn’t going to be jello but cake or pie was going to be handed out.  So she wanted to be buried with that fork because she knew there was something better to come and that fork symbolized that for her.  

The Holy Spirit is our promise.  It’s our fork, so to speak.  The Holy Spirit is our seal, our guarantee that we will one day inherit the Kingdom of Heaven and that we are now in Christ.  The meal is good but Lord almighty, the dessert is worth the wait.  Jesus is worth the wait.  The Kingdom is coming.  I know that I will now look at keeping my fork in a whole new light, so I wanted to share and I hope you too will smile when told that you can keep your fork--I will probably giggle some;-)  

God is so good to give us that promise, to place in us a stake, a place holder that reminds and reassures us of things to come and what we have.  Bless the name of Jesus.  He is worthy of our praise.  

if this doesn't make you laugh, you should probably call a code....

Update:  So, I talked to a physician recruiter whose group manages the urgent care/ER to which I was referring that is in Tulsa.  It sounds like a definite viable option as far as pay and benefits but there are still a lot of unknowns--hours, scope, credentialing and I have yet to speak with the actual director of the ER.  There are options but God has a plan.  I am praying for a good interview tomorrow evening and that God will continue to guide my steps. I know he has so far.