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Burn Out

I am still finding myself in a slump, fighting daily fatigue. I think I am embracing the thing they call burn out. It can happen to anyone, and it's happened before at different stages in my life. It sneaks in when the good that you attempt to do gets squashed and trampled by endless, mindless paperwork and bureaucracy. For those of us who want to help people, (as nurses, we are the caring profession), it is the worse experience to have your work evaluated by how many forms you complete each day. I remind myself over and over that this is not what I chose to become or do, but yet I find myself so stuck. . .

Until today, I heard encouragement to look again and find that thing within me that can make my world a better place. Look again and find the passion of my heart. Look again and open myself to receive my Savior's love and grace. The message was so compassionate and heartfelt that all I wanted to do was gulp it down. It was like hearing my preacher Dad, but this time the words and the preaching were the voice of my brother. It's as if he got that "double portion of my father's spirit" on him.

Leaving church today, I realized that I am in need of healing. I found relief through words, prayers, and hugs of those who journey with me. Burn out is my foe right now, and although I seemed to have lost the battle, somehow I think that I will pull through again and find my heart's delight . . .

"And let us not lose heart in doing good,
for in due time we shall reap if we do not grow weary."
Galatians 6:9


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