Perfect Timing

My job is never the same from day to day.  There are always new people with new problems.  Some days are easier than others.

Sunday, was not one of those easy days.

There were people going to the hospital, people coming from the hospital.  There were people leaving with their families and returning with their families.  There were people who needed a lot of attention and those who just wanted to be left alone.

I was on the go from the minute I clocked in just before 3PM.  I found myself becoming frustrated with things but knew that I needed to keep going [not only because people depended on me, but because if I walked out I'd be fired. Not that it was ever to that point.].

A short time after dinner, I was going around making sure my vitals were completed.  I went into one room and the resident said to me, 'Here, this is for you,' and shoved a piece of paper into my hand.  I thanked him, but didn't really look at the paper.  When I went back out into the hallway, I decided to take a quick look at what he had handed me.  Here's what I saw:

How nice is that?  It stopped me in my tracks.  My day may have been frustrating to the point that I wanted to rip out my hair, but this note brought me back down to earth.  It felt like God was speaking to me through that resident.  I could hear Him saying, "Take a deep breath, it'll all be all right.  No matter how crazy this evening is, there's still a bottle of wine in your refrigerator.  11PM will be here before you know it!"  It brings me comfort to know that He's there for me even when I feel like I'm drowning.