i thank God for guiding me to spend time being quiet in the morning when i have the space to worship and pray (aloud, if i want to) at office. I spend at least 40hrs at work at my cubicle... 40 outta 188hr a week... that's about a fifth of my time... yar, so i see importance in praying and spending with Him here.
previously, i had a log of some of the excellent entries in daily bread and our daily journey (both from www.rbc.org.) but since the items from my desktop went missing, i did not do up another list.
today, i visited the website again and i am reminded there is similarities between the God who created us and us... how when we place value on certain item, we would want to pursue it/him/her/them... God spoke about the parables of the lost coin, sheep and son. How mericful and loving is our Shepherd who loves each one of us, regardless of the blemishes, brokeness and pain we have cause Him. For us, when we place certain importance/value in an item, we would run helter-skelter searching for it when we misplace them...like ur HP (duhzz), ur cross, ur photo album, ur bible or ur pillow.
what are mere mortals that you should think about them, human beings that you should care for them? Yet you made them only a little lower than God
another thing that i like to share is a quick reminder from God through reflection. first of all, i need to acknowledge that He who ministered to me through worship song is indeed a LIVING God who meets me at my point of need.
I am, but, a social worker who would attempt to meet my clients at their point of need. So there was this particular night when I met my client who seek help in dealing with youth. I ended off that night quite irritated. I wonder, "How come arh...why so angry...". Do i want to solve their problem more than they do; what if i cannot help; what if thing doesn't turn out how we/i/they want?
Then, this line from stood out " glory to you, when i change their life"... prob this is not the exact line.
I will give God the glory when the lives of my clients change, ar changing, have changed. The FA they got, the rental units they are in, the temporary shelters they are placed in, the understanding and empathy they receive during session, the tears they shed AND the FA they did not get, the accomodations they fail to obtain, the rejections they got from some organisation, the apparent mis-understanding during sessions, all glory and praise to God.
and so as i work in the lives of pp, may God work in my life so that i can be a channel of blessing, be a different worker. a Christian social worker who imitates God instead of a social worker who is a Christian. I am not the one who changes their lives. It is Him.
and with that, i am comforted. and that's when my need was met.
this evening, i had my first taste of dealing with youth. was the air-con too cold for my comfort? how come i felt my leg shaking... was their communication (or the lackoff it) the beginning of the problem... have they forgetten how to respect each other and to others? i didn't stop them from using their handphone. i should have. i will lay down rules next time if they come down again.
maybe it was the first session- that's why i didn't "instruct" them. maybe it was the first session- i should have laid down my rules.
did i get emotional in there?
i know i was firm...firmer than usual...
"when i speak to her, u zup in; when i speak to you, she zup in; that's not very respectful...i could have interrupt you two when u speak... did i?!"
"did i interrupt you when either of you was using the phone?NO!, that would be disrespectful!"...
"i dun wanna to be the middleman...it's not easy to be the middle man...try becoming one and u know it's not the best position to be in, so i would like both parties to tell each other."
guess what, one more child behaviour/parenting/non-fin client tmr.
as i'm thinking about our plan, i saw this verse 3x in the last 60hrs
Matthew 7-11: If you, then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask him!
prevention to better than cure - share with those u love.
Also, i read from the Straits Times a few days ago that women from 50-65 would receive a letter to invite/remind them to do mammogram. i forget it's at a subsidised rate or foc.
THIS IS NOT A PSLE QUESTION LAaaa.. apparently hardworking alone is nv enough. add a bit of grace. that makes a lof of difference.
"Jim bought some chocolates and gave half of it to Ken. Ken bought some sweets and gave half of it to Jim. Jim ate 12 sweets and Ken ate 18 chocolates. The ratio of Jim’s sweets to chocolates became 1:7 and the ratio of Ken’s sweets to chocolates became 1:4. How many sweets did Ken buy?"
anyone wanna crack their brain for the above question? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I just came back from lunch. brain-wrecking one. mentally stimulating. i haven't such conversation for some time.
"...plant seeds. pp will harvest..."- thx dear... i hope so too
my beloved has started work and we are in a transition together. *stressed* I am learning to give thanks for short mins and thank God we are still tog ... after 37 months...
my caseload has increased tremendously. i have yet to do intake for about 8clients. *stressed* haha! i'm in for a high-time. This only accounts a fraction of the supposed 50clients per worker ratio.
my case-recordings are piling. 6-7 undone. and i dun like to do up the assessment column. *stressed* Oh! maybe i need to keep my recording as short and effective as possible. maybe a different way of working in the near future.
was entrusted to take charge to prepare a 10mins skit on vol appreciation night in dec. *stressed* thanks for over-estimating my ability. I see how i can practice my archery.
little supervision time. *stress-free for now, but what impact does it have on me in the future* cannot seemed to be bother with the supervision record le la!
yes, this post was meant to be uploaded last week.
There was an incident during a post-session consultation with a mentor. As i was sharing what occured during session and how shicked i was when a married man did not remember/know the DOB of his wife and children, my mentor reflected if my values and belief had affected my assessment.
subtle but true.
yea it had.
to me, i want to be aware and rmb as particulars of my love ones. They do come in useful in crisis. Was i influence by anyone? my dad perhaps. He knows and is knowledgeable and my mum feels safe and happy. to me, it was natural to remember the i/c, tel, address, bday, even bloodtype of those who are important and precious. if u can't, at least attempt to. Up till now, i still need time to fig out the alphabet on her ic, her postal code...
Having such information makes applying "things" (to put it broadly) faster and easier. Can you imagine searching for the person's IC when you are questioned during emergency blood transfusion.
After that, i think maybe a good number of men do not remember such details. and i think i am in a minority.
recently i was reading a blog and in it mentioned how life goes on and how it needed to go on. it was a good read. reflective in itself and how in each stage, God has been displaying His faithfulness and grace upon her life.
then, i saw this 6mins video on fb and it got me reminising... it was a reminder of how a friendship had developed into something different and then got disrupted..AND LIFE STILL WENT ON... and now things have come to past.
Yes, life went on... and the 6mins video was poignant.
