Lord I hope this Day is Good

This morning I am reminded of an eerie Anne Murray recording of "Lord, I hope this day is good". Today marks day four of training in which my patience is tested and my ability to hold my tongue is required. Who would have thought that 20 some employees, both old and new, are completely set in their ways? Who would have thought that adult learning would be a challenge in understanding: trying to figure out what baggage load people are carrying in with them to be saying what they are and doing what they are.

Today is the turning point from working 12 hours to 24 hours as tonight is the first hockey game of our official preseason and tomorrow transitions into the on shift 48 hour weekend. Oye.

Yesterday's work shift started with a call to my cell phone mid-afternoon informing me that the young man I support was on his way to the hospital for swallowing something that was ultimately dangerous.

Four hours later, my role transitioned to one of comfort and back rubbing as the induced vomiting began. Somehow this aspect of the job is considered required and covered by a job description. Who knew?!

It is quite the experience working entirely in the secular world, but more on that later. For now, I must drag my butt out of bed for another long day in the office.

"Lord, I hope this day is good

I'm feeling empty like you knew I would

I should be thankful, Lord, I know I should

But Lord, I hope this day is good

I don't need fortune and I don't need fame

Send down the thunder Lord, send down the rain

But when you're planning just how it will be

Plan a good day for me

You' ve been the kind since the dawn of time

All I'm asking is a little less crying

It might be hard for the devil to do

But it would be easy for You."