Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Monday, August 21, 2006
Western World
Your world is open plains,
And the sound of horses hooves,
Its campfires throwin’ embers,
And raining on tin roofs.
Your world is silver moon beams,
Beneath the starry sky,
And all I want to do,
Is be with you tonight.
I want to feel your world around me,
And breathe in every sight,
And lie with you,
Beneath the summer sky.
I want to feel your world surround me,
If it is the only thing I do.
I want to break into
Your Western world.
Your world is distant thunder,
And wildflowers after rain,
It’s desolate and beautiful,
It’s laughter and pain.
But your world is keeping distance,
Should someone break your heart,
And all I want to do,
Is take you in my arms.
I want to feel your world around me,
And breathe in every sight,
And lie with you,
Beneath the summer sky.
I want to feel your world surround me,
If it is the only thing I do.
I want to break into
Your Western world…
(Lee Kernaghan, The New Bush, 2005).
I really like the words of this song. I think it is really romantic, beautiful and poetical. Maybe I am in a romantic mood at the moment (although I can’t see why I would be). Or I can just imagine or remember all these things and it brings back good memories. Growing up on a farm is the best thing, I wouldn’t want it any different.
And the sound of horses hooves,
Its campfires throwin’ embers,
And raining on tin roofs.
Your world is silver moon beams,
Beneath the starry sky,
And all I want to do,
Is be with you tonight.
I want to feel your world around me,
And breathe in every sight,
And lie with you,
Beneath the summer sky.
I want to feel your world surround me,
If it is the only thing I do.
I want to break into
Your Western world.
Your world is distant thunder,
And wildflowers after rain,
It’s desolate and beautiful,
It’s laughter and pain.
But your world is keeping distance,
Should someone break your heart,
And all I want to do,
Is take you in my arms.
I want to feel your world around me,
And breathe in every sight,
And lie with you,
Beneath the summer sky.
I want to feel your world surround me,
If it is the only thing I do.
I want to break into
Your Western world…
(Lee Kernaghan, The New Bush, 2005).
I really like the words of this song. I think it is really romantic, beautiful and poetical. Maybe I am in a romantic mood at the moment (although I can’t see why I would be). Or I can just imagine or remember all these things and it brings back good memories. Growing up on a farm is the best thing, I wouldn’t want it any different.
Saturday, August 19, 2006
One of my favourite texts
And He became their Saviour.
In all their suffering He also suffered,
and He personally rescued them.
In his love and mercy He redeemed them.
He lifted them up and carried them
through all the years.
Isaiah 63:8-9 (NLT)
I found this text one day a while ago, and I really liked it then and I still do. I kept reading it over and over at the time. And then I looked it up and read it in a few different translations and I liked this one the best.
In all their suffering He also suffered,
and He personally rescued them.
In his love and mercy He redeemed them.
He lifted them up and carried them
through all the years.
Isaiah 63:8-9 (NLT)
I found this text one day a while ago, and I really liked it then and I still do. I kept reading it over and over at the time. And then I looked it up and read it in a few different translations and I liked this one the best.
This text just shows the great love God has for us, so great that He became our Saviour and died for us. And this text also shows how He understands us and the things we go through because He went through exactly the same things when He was on earth and He suffered along side of us. And it shows that He wants to know us personally and be connected with us so much that He came and personally rescued us. He did not send someone else to do the work to rescue us, He did it Himself.
And he redeemed us -delivered us from sin and damnation; purchased our freedom; saved, rescued and reclaimed us- through his love and mercy. And I feel he must have a lot of love and mercy to even want to redeem me because I certainly continually fail Him, and He has to put up with a lot from me. And just knowing that He has so much more love and mercy than I can ever have or even imagine gives he hope.
And instead of just leaving us alone and coming and rescuing us when we needed Him the most, no, he carried us through all the years, or carried us all of our life. He lifted us up so we are not walking by our own strength, but by His strength, and he was always carrying us, holding us close to him, and protecting us from the things around us that we may not have even been aware of.
I just really like this text, it says a lot to me.
Clinical is over!!!
My clinical is over… Yay, I am really glad it is over, it was very tiring… I just finished a long 3 week clinical block in the San on one particular ward the whole time. I really got to know the people there and the patients there. One patient this week even said she wanted to keep in contact with me and wanted my contact details, and she wrote hers down and gave it to me saying I should come and visit her and have tea sometime at her place, and she wanted me to write and tell her how my course was going. The scary thing is I hardly knew her, I had only been looking after her that day and she was leaving. So I must have made some impression. She also had some orchids in her room that she said she had grown herself and she wanted me to have them, and made sure nobody else got them, and she was very insistent that I take them and keep them in my room for a few days while they lasted. I guess I felt sorry for her because I know she lives alone, and I got the feeling she didn’t have many friends, so I didn’t really argue with her.
This last clinical block I do feel I have grown a lot, and I think I am a lot more prepared for next year. Perhaps the last few days of clinical I was given more freedom than I am supposed to have, or was expecting to have as a student on clinical, in regards to medications and other care of the client. However the nurses seemed to have a lot of confidence in me, and they think I am ready to become an RN already. And it was not like I didn’t know what I was doing, I just wasn’t used to so much freedom, without the RN there watching every move you make and correcting you in the ‘best way’ to do things (which was ‘their way’) of doing things, even thought what I was doing wasn’t necessarily wrong, it was just my way that I have developed and worked for me. Its really been surprising how many people have said how good a nurse I am, and they are really confident in me. I don’t think I am that good, but I do try and do my best. Well we are dealing with peoples’ lives and health which is very important. The sad thing was one patient did die during my clinical, and two others were very close to it and may die in the next few days.
Anyways, a good thing about my clinical being over, is that now I only have 2 days left of clinical for the rest of the year. And they will be good- one day being on an ambulance (which should be very exciting) and the other day an average day on a ward. But before then, in the next 17 days (2 and a bit weeks) I have 6 assignments due, altogether totaling 185% of my 4 subjects (so 185/ 400%). So that sounds scary. Then a week and a bit after all those are due, I have exams. So I guess I have a lot of work ahead of me. Another strange thing a patient said to me during clinical this last week on Friday, my last day, was that she thought I came from England. And she was asking me how long I had lived in Australia and whether I liked it here or not. It was really bizarre because I have had another patient ask me that a while ago, maybe near the end of last year, and it really surprised me. I thought I just talked normally, like any other Australian does. My parents were born in Australia, all my Grandparents were even born in Australia, and I believe even some of my Great-grandparents were born in Australia, and only before that did we come from England. So I don’t know how have come to talk like that. The Patient that asked me yesterday said that it was the way I pronounce my vows or something. So I guess I must have some sort of accent.
This last clinical block I do feel I have grown a lot, and I think I am a lot more prepared for next year. Perhaps the last few days of clinical I was given more freedom than I am supposed to have, or was expecting to have as a student on clinical, in regards to medications and other care of the client. However the nurses seemed to have a lot of confidence in me, and they think I am ready to become an RN already. And it was not like I didn’t know what I was doing, I just wasn’t used to so much freedom, without the RN there watching every move you make and correcting you in the ‘best way’ to do things (which was ‘their way’) of doing things, even thought what I was doing wasn’t necessarily wrong, it was just my way that I have developed and worked for me. Its really been surprising how many people have said how good a nurse I am, and they are really confident in me. I don’t think I am that good, but I do try and do my best. Well we are dealing with peoples’ lives and health which is very important. The sad thing was one patient did die during my clinical, and two others were very close to it and may die in the next few days.
Anyways, a good thing about my clinical being over, is that now I only have 2 days left of clinical for the rest of the year. And they will be good- one day being on an ambulance (which should be very exciting) and the other day an average day on a ward. But before then, in the next 17 days (2 and a bit weeks) I have 6 assignments due, altogether totaling 185% of my 4 subjects (so 185/ 400%). So that sounds scary. Then a week and a bit after all those are due, I have exams. So I guess I have a lot of work ahead of me. Another strange thing a patient said to me during clinical this last week on Friday, my last day, was that she thought I came from England. And she was asking me how long I had lived in Australia and whether I liked it here or not. It was really bizarre because I have had another patient ask me that a while ago, maybe near the end of last year, and it really surprised me. I thought I just talked normally, like any other Australian does. My parents were born in Australia, all my Grandparents were even born in Australia, and I believe even some of my Great-grandparents were born in Australia, and only before that did we come from England. So I don’t know how have come to talk like that. The Patient that asked me yesterday said that it was the way I pronounce my vows or something. So I guess I must have some sort of accent.
Monday, August 14, 2006
Much To Do
Wow. There is so much to do at the moment… I have been applying for jobs for next year, seeing as they are all closing this month. It has been crazy and stressful deciding where I want to go. Seeing as I have already missed the ones I WA, it looks like I wont be home next year. Plus being on clinical for the last 2 weeks has been very tiring. I really don’t know how I will go next year working all the time. The thought of doing the upcoming assignments makes me tired. Anyhow, this blog is coming together, I think its exciting. I don’t have and words of wisdom to share, but hopefully I will sometime. I don’t know why I called my blog ‘Pursuit of Wisdom’, but it did take me a while to come up with it. I guess it will do for now. Maybe I just need a lot of wisdom at the moment, or I will be learning a lot in the next few months... maybe.
Sunday, August 13, 2006
Welcome to my site
Hi. I have just started up this new blog because the other one was really annoying me. So I am really enjoying this new one, but then it has only been about 2 days. I love this background that I found, but don't ask me how long it took me to find it and put it on here, way too long. Anyways, I am still adjusting this blog at the moment. Hopefully I will be able to keep it fairly up to date and post regularly, well that's what I am aiming for, and you need to have an aim or goal. Anyways that is all for now, til next time.
Friday, August 11, 2006
Slow Dance
Have you ever watched kids
On a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain
Slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Do you run through each day
On the fly?
When you ask How are you?
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done !
Do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores
Running through your head?
You'd better slow down
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Ever told your child,
We'll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste,
Not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time
To call and say,"Hi"
You'd better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift....
Thrown away.
Life is not a race.
Do take it slower
Hear the music
Before the song is over.
On a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain
Slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Do you run through each day
On the fly?
When you ask How are you?
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done !
Do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores
Running through your head?
You'd better slow down
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Ever told your child,
We'll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste,
Not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time
To call and say,"Hi"
You'd better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift....
Thrown away.
Life is not a race.
Do take it slower
Hear the music
Before the song is over.
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