Sitter

Good morning! 

Thursday night I was not at my normal monitor tech position. I was DVed due to our low patient census. That meant going home. Normally I would be ecstatic. But not this time.  I’d already celebrated my Thanksgivng. Twice. It was holiday pay for me. And my three day holiday from school meant a lesser pay check to go along with it. Just in time for Christmas no less.   

Instead of going home without pay, I opted to be a patient companion. A sitter as we call them, on  another pediatric floor. 

Patient companions or sitters are health care workers assigned by nursing staff to observe patients who are at risk for adverse events (falls, self-injury, or harm to others).

Sitting for twelve hours makes for a long night. Especially when the majority of your shift (nine hours to be exact this past Thanksgiving night) is spent sitting bedside in a dark, quiet, cold room).

It gives one ample time to think. To reflect. To pray. On this particular night it meant reflecting on what I was truly thankful for.  On what Christmas really should be all about. On my own life. On my purpose in God’s master plan. 

I was reminded of one of my favorite verses. Be still and know I am God. Tonight I would be still.

In our hectic, multi tasking kind of lives, quiet time is uncommon. Very few of us make room for it. We are too programmed to be entertained. Tonight I did make room for it. In a hospital room. I saw this night as a gift.It was just like the chair in the mausoleum.  Except this time my chair was bedside.

Did you ever notice how many times Jesus did just that? He removed Himself from the crowds. The masses. The noise. And got alone to think. To pray.

Let’s all be a little less social and a little more like Jesus. Let’s enjoy the hustle and bustle of the holiday season. But let’s take time a midst it all to be still. And sit. And know God. And just pray. We can run later. Run errands. Run laps. For right now, let’s just sit, and observe.

6 And rising very early in the morning, while it was still dark, he departed and went out to a desolate place, and there he prayed. And Simon and those who were with him searched for him.       Mark 1:35-36

Love and laughter, 

Sandy

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