Congratulations, Samantha! You’ve been accepted….

Isn’t it funny how life can change in an instant? When you have all these plans set out to accomplish that you’ve spent years studying for and preparing for and then you don’t do them? When you make a complete 180 in your life with no plans or ideas for the future? 

Many of you know that for the past 7 years I’ve been planning and preparing to go to CRNA school. I have worked in the right units, I received the correct certifications and I even got an interview to my number one school of choice. 

I had had my first dream of re-activation to my LDS faith when I found out I didn’t get accepted into the school. I was sad, I was hurt, but more than anything I was confused. Wasn’t this what God wanted for me? Wasn’t this a righteous desire? Wasn’t this what I had worked so hard for? I questioned the existence of God that night. I prayed, “Heavenly Father, are you really there?” What came was a small voice that said, “Sam, you know I am here. I have always been and I always will be.” 

That night I had my second dream, which lead to a third. Fast forward and I’m attending the temple for the first time in 8 years. The day I decided to come back to the church, I knew I needed to change careers. Although my desire to become a CRNA was righteous and good, it wasn’t what was better or best for me and my family. 

To be honest, I was devastated. This was my dream! This was my goal and desire for so long. And I was so incredibly close to achieving it. I grieved what could have been. It took immense faith to realize that this was not what God wanted for me and my family and to do something about it. I felt very strongly that I needed to quit my job at the hospital and find something else that was a little more accommodating for my mental and physical health, and that I needed to do it as soon as possible. I didn’t have another job lined up and I had no idea what He wanted me to do next. So, with a ton of faith, I quit. I actively looked for and interviewed for jobs but nothing felt right. 

Then Cooper mentioned teaching. “Why don’t you teach nursing school?”, he said. I loved that idea. It lit a spark in me that started a burning desire to teach. I found a listing for clinical instructor at a local college and applied for it. The day I interviewed, I got a call asking if I would accept their part-time offer. I was ecstatic! This felt so good and right. I started orientation on April 7th, and on April 11th I was asked to teach the Medical Terminology class for a professor who was leaving. I was beyond excited. On April 21st I was asked to move to full-time and to teach Medical-Surgical nursing the next semester starting in June. 

When God tells you to close a door, He will open many more. We may not understand or have a clear path forward, but He does. And He promises to take care of us if we have faith in Him and keep His commandments. 

Congratulations, Samantha! You’ve been accepted to a Master’s Program studying Nursing Education starting June 1st. 

Keep the faith. 

Sam



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