Sometimes you’re tired and feel like you just can’t keep going. Sometimes you work and work and feel like it’s a slog, and lose sight of the vision and purpose why you are doing what you are doing. Sometimes you cry. Sometimes you feel like you just can’t make it, especially not on your own. Sometimes you can’t sleep very well. Sometimes you feel lonely, and it’s cold and dark, and you hardly ever see the sun…

Then someone, friends, comes beside you and see your fatigue and discouragement and slog, and recognize what you are doing~or what you were once trying to do.  They help you remember. And like a friend, they “know your song and sing it to you when you have forgotten it.” They come beside you and remind you that you are strong and encourage you, and listen to your heart. They listen to you feeling not-good-enough and disheartened, and they boost your spirits, and help your dimming candle light shine. Like Albert Schweitzer said “At times our own light goes out and is rekindled by a spark from another person Each of us has cause to think with deep gratitude of those who have lighted the flame within us.”

I am so grateful for the ones who have come beside me to listen, to care, to re-inspire, strengthen, encourage, and relight my candle. I know we medical providers have to take care of ourselves too, or we are no good at taking care of others. And being human, we all need each other.

After re-looking up that Albert Schweitzer quote, I found some more that are so wise and fitting:

“Constant kindness can accomplish much. As the sun makes ice melt, kindness causes misunderstanding, mistrust, and hostility to evaporate.”

“Do not let your Sunday be taken from you. If your soul has no Sunday, it becomes an orphan.”

“Life becomes harder for us when we live for others, but it also becomes richer and happier.” (and we still need our Sundays!)

And the beautiful lyrics by Rich Mullins that inspired this post:
“Sometimes the night was beautiful.
Sometimes the sky was so far away,
Sometimes it seemed to steep so close,
You could touch it but your heart would break.
Sometimes the morning came too soon,
Sometimes the day could be so *cold,
There was so worth much left to do
But so much you’d already done.”

People care here so so so much about people, about each other. Not only that, their lives are incredibly inspiring. I wouldn’t want to work anywhere else for the amazing community of givers.

*changed from original lyrics, “the days could be so hot” to fit the sub-Arctic :))

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    • Wow~ thanks, Patt! I definitely don’t feel like I have much of a spark lately, but your comment heartens me. 🙂 Hope you are well! What are you doing for the holidays?

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