What I’ve learned in June

June arrived not in her usual sweltering way for our area, but with cool mornings and tolerable afternoons. It shocked all of us really, the kindness of this June in South Carolina. Here are a smattering of random and not so random things I learned during this pleasant month.

1. Sometimes the only way to grow courage is by surrender. The arrival of June now makes it a year since I trembled and reentered the world of medicine. I’d been a stay-at-home mom for 2 years and the white coats and people in pain and hurting and my confidence in knowing how to help even the critially ill had begun to feel like a different life. But what I knew is that I was called to help in the Christian free clinic in my area. That while my priority was to remain my family, and I’d remain a stay-at-home-mom most days, my gifts in healing were not yet to be completely retired. There were lots of things that seemed reasonable excuses: free clinics of course are generally lacking in resources, and I’d have to be something like a doctor version of MacGyver, setting up in the back of a medical van, for goodness sake. There were my quiet worries that I wouldn’t be able to detect the fluttering murmur of a heart valve after not using my stethoscope in a while, or maybe I’d miss something. Plus medicine changes so fast, and yes I’d been keeping up with the med journals and news and whatnot, but would I really still be a healer? The answer is yes. Yes. But I had to surrender my agenda and fear and walk into the questions themselves before I could see that God would actually give me answers when unspeakable needs presented. My medical experience and knowledge had been archived, not erased, and when I needed it, it returned. There is a lot more I could say about that. And a lot more I could discuss about the trickiness of caring for patients who are homeless and poor, and also helping those trying to take advantage of the system. But all that is for another post. I’ll just suffice it to say that Courage and Confidence can be the twin children of Surrender.

2. If you do something for someone that they could actually do for themselves but won’t, you may not be helping them, but rather harming them. (a lesson learned in the free clinic)

3. A certain error in the latest DSM-V is that it ommitted what should be a certifiable contition. Extreme Nesting Syndrome. It’s clear to me that I have it, or something similar, as with baby number 3’s arrival this fall I’ve been turning the house upside down. I’ve got cabinetry going into the craft studio in our basement, painters coming in a couple weeks to do walls in several rooms, I’ve got plans in the making to create not one, but 2 quilts. I made and froze about 40 meals before my last baby arrives, but I now have a much bigger freezer so there is no telling where I will stop this time around. And clearly Extreme Nesting Syndrome gets worse with subsequent pregnancies, since I also only made one quilt during that one. I have ordered some new furniture to finish out some rooms, all the curtain rods for our downstairs, sconces and lighting. I have people coming to help me install since no one wants me on top of a ladder. I have landscaping plans and clothing sewing plans, a list of closets and corners and rooms I plan to completely reorganize from top to bottom in the next couple of months (including the garage in my grand sceme). I keep it on my iphone and it’s titled The Nesting List, and I refer to it often. Oh, and also, I’m going to need to crochet some things for the new baby.

4. When starting to homeschool a little girl, giving her a new desk all her own painted in cheery yellow and pale turquiose can make all the difference. More on that later.

5. When starting a 2-and-a-half year old boy on the violin, be prepared for short practices and lots of games to keep his attention. If he’s watched a big sister learn cello since his birth, he will actually embrace having his own instrument, and learning it will be a great source of pride. He can, actually, learn to play violin. Oh, and stickers. You need stickers.

6. A three day weekend at the beach can feel like a much longer time, if done properly.

7. Hiring someone who knows what they are doing to revamp, design, and organize your blog can make a wonderful difference. Thanks Heather!

I’m linking this post up to Emily at Chatting at the Sky, for “what I learned in June”.

 

{ 9 comments… add one }

  • Jennifer June 28, 2013, 11:36 AM

    Hi Sarah. I just found your blog via Emily’s link-up today. Your first lesson/point is so beautiful Thank you for sharing, and thank you for being willing to “surrender your agenda and fear.” I definitely need to work on that same action. Also, this is my visit to your blog – so I don’t know what it looked like before – but I love the design! Finally – as a fellow Palmetto State resident – I agree that the early days of June were quite a welcomed surprise. Today, however, the humidity is back with a vengeance!

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    • Sarah June 28, 2013, 2:08 PM

      thank you! the humidity has returned with a vengence today, i agree. making up for lost time for sure!

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  • Laura June 28, 2013, 2:02 PM

    Very nice list. I gave my husband’s office a makeover last weekend–and from what you’ve written, sounds like a new desk has the same effect on a grown man as it does a little one! :)

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    • Sarah June 28, 2013, 2:07 PM

      ha ha. actually I guess it made a difference for me too–my husband gave me my current desk on our anniversary and i’ve been oh-so-much-more productive : )

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  • Ruthanne June 28, 2013, 2:50 PM

    But I had to surrender my agenda and fear and walk into the questions themselves before I could see that God would actually give me answers when unspeakable needs presented.

    I love this! Thank you for sharing such wisdom.

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    • Sarah June 28, 2013, 3:57 PM

      thanks ruthanne (love that name) and thanks for visiting

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  • katie {at} cardigan way July 1, 2013, 11:22 AM

    Your blog is beautiful! Heather did an awesome job. And oh, I feel for the parents of the strings-learners. I’ve yet to be in those shoes…I taught piano but shared recitals with the strings and wondered at the parents’ patience in the practice room…but it will be so worth it one day!

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    • Sarah July 1, 2013, 11:42 AM

      Thank! Piano is wonderful–I always wanted to learn it as a child but we didn’t have one. I have one in my he but its an antique that doesn’t stay in tune. So for now its strings in our house : ) but yes, much patience in required : )

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  • Lilian September 1, 2014, 11:30 PM

    A simple and inltgeilent point, well made. Thanks!

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