Not a Nurse

**THIS IS TOO LONG... Only read if you need something to put you to sleep... sorry!


When I was young I always thought I wanted to be a nurse, but as I reflect on what I am thankful for tonight...

I'm glad I'm not a nurse.

If I was a nurse...
I'd probably have to work in a hospital.
I would get nauseated in a hospital since the smell makes me want to faint.
I wouldn't have worked in a dental office instead in high school.
I wouldn't have learned that I wanted to be a dental hygienist.
I wouldn't have had to work to pay for my way through dental hygiene school.
I wouldn't have worked in the dental office where I met my soon to be husband.
I wouldn't have married my husband.
I wouldn't have had my two children, Meghan and John.
I wouldn't have gone through my divorce .
I wouldn't have had my friend Pauline take me to the Christian bookstore to buy my first Bible.
I wouldn't have quickly learned that I couldn't live without a Savior and surrendered my life to Jesus Christ.
I wouldn't have had the need to heal from the divorce with the help of Kensington and the Catholic Church.
I wouldn't have married my current husband.
I wouldn't have met my husband's cousin (M.J. and her husband, Mark) who was interested in going to Kensington.
I wouldn't have told him that I actally enjoy going to church on Wednesdays.
I wouldn't have gotten close to M.J. and Mark and had the talk about The Holy Spirit's nudgings to go on a Mission Trip.
I wouldn't have gone on that Mission Trip and met my friend Lisa.
I wouldn't have been on the same project for a week and quickly learned we'd be lifelong friends.
I wouldn't have had her invite me to see her favorite Bible study teacher, Beth Moore. Who cares that I had never heard of Beth Moore?
I wouldn't have gotten excited to do Beth's studies and been able to understand them.
I wouldn't have fallen in love with Jesus and with Beth Moore's excitement and contagious way of giving me the deep desire to get in His Word.
I wouldn't have invited my mother and sister-in-law to the WOF conference in Cleveland last Summer and introduced them to Beth Moore.
I wouldn't have told my friends in my small group I was struggling in my second marriage and having them pray for me constantly and even start to lose their patience with my never-ending complaining about my marriage.
I wouldn't have taken my friends to see Beth Moore in Detroit last February.
I wouldn't have stood up at the conference when Beth asked anyone who was in desperate need to stand up for prayer. (I stood up for Paula since she was having a serious surgery in the next couple of days. God quickly convicted me saying, "When you signed up for this conference you weren't even sure you'd be with your husband.") Beth wouldn't have prayed for me!
I wouldn't have experienced the miracle in my marriage.
I wouldn't have gotten on Beth's website and learned about her blog.
I wouldn't have known what a blog was?
I wouldn't have started my own.
I wouldn't have met such amazing women.
I wouldn't have gotten all of the love and support from "imaginary" friends.
I wouldn't have commented on total strangers' blogs.
I wouldn't have become close friends with so many of the girls and bought a ticket to a "Siesta Fiesta" in San Antonio where we will all gather together and celebrate such an amazing gift from God Himself.
I wouldn't have read a comment on one of Beth Moore's posts that touched me so much that I just had to click on a special girl's blog.
I wouldn't have read so many of her posts and been inspired by all of them.
I wouldn't have e-mailed her back and forth.
I wouldn't have told this girl so much about myself.
I wouldn't have learned so much about her.
I wouldn't have gotten the DVD's she sent me for my Bible study.
I wouldn't have had her as my prayer warrior for the first Bible study I facilitated.
I wouldn't have talked with her on the phone.
I wouldn't have been invited to go visit her.
I wouldn't have had someone offer to work for me so I could get away for a long weekend.
I wouldn't have made plane reservations to really go see her.
I wouldn't be getting on the plane on her birthday this Saturday.
I wouldn't have received this gift for my birthday from my husband and God Himself.
I wouldn't have been able to Praise God!

I'm so glad I'm not a nurse! Thank you, God!
Nurses are some of my favorite people in the whole world!
Love,
Angie xoxo

p.s. 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.