Yesterday was my last 'real' day at work. I say this because my supervisor won't be in the next time I work, and I'll simply be doing some wrap-up before clocking out the last time.
As it was, yesterday was a day of reflection, a chance to ponder what PeaceHealth is and why I was so blessed to work there. That process developed further when I wrote an article, around the middle of the day, detailing the hospital's Mission and Core Values.
"We carry on the healing mission of Jesus Christ by promoting personal and community health, relieving pain and suffering, and treating each person in a loving and caring way."
I was struck by this. I am no doctor. I never healed or helped anyone while I was there. I didn't save a life or even extend it. I was just a lowly intern, working on some articles for an internal audience, hoping someone might appreciate a smile or a break in an otherwise monotonous day.
And, yet, as a cog in the machine, as a part of the larger picture, as I sat at my desk, I felt hope. Hope that, in some little way, like the drummer boy of yore, I am able to offer some little gift through my insignificant actions, both in and off the clock. Even if I don't do something amazing for someone every day, I hope I can give them something to go off of.
And I think that's the biggest blessing I got from PeaceHealth. I have new experience, a more defined writing style, a professional reference, and a honest-to-goodness list of published works, but perhaps living the example of incorporating Christ into every aspect of our lives is what is most important.
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