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Faithful in small things

"One who is faithful in a very little is also faithful in much, and one who is dishonest in a very little is also dishonest in much.  If then you have not been faithful in the unrighteous wealth, who will entrust to you the true riches?  And if you have not been faithful in that which is another's, who will give you that which is your own?" Luke 16:10-12

Steve and I have seen this many times in our lives.  When we commit and give 100%, we notice we are given more.  Not just more in reward, but in responsibility, in commitment, and in time.  Although we may occasionally grumble, we give our all in nearly everything we do.  Sometimes we find ourselves so weary we may not give our absolute best, but we give as best we can at that moment.

Today, I am being given more at work.  I have been on the job for 12 days.   When I took the position, I was aware of some of the responsibilities.  However, over the last two weeks, there has been an additional task come to light.  It will be announced to the staff that I am assuming responsibility for the clinic portion of the medical practice.  This means supervising the clinical assistants, scheduling for this staff and the physicians, managing work/patient flow and overseeing the clinical aspects.  Once I am credentialed at the hospital, I will begin rounding with the physicians as originally planned. 

I am honored and a bit afraid.  It is not that I haven't tackled these aspects in the past, just that it hasn't been in a doctor's office and certainly not within two weeks of hire.  Everyone is still getting to know each other and learning to communicate.  They are building trust in my abilities and knowledge and the same is true for me of them.  That is something that takes time.  Time which apparently amounted to 2 weeks. 

I have been asked to briefly speak to the staff after the announcement.  What do I say?  I told Steve I wanted to sound profound.  Not just the usual, "I am grateful for this opportunity" kind of stuff - which I am, don't get me wrong.  I want them to know they can trust me, come to me, that I value them and want the clinic to be functioning at its best.  I want the patients to know we are professional and there for them. Above all I want Jesus to be seen through me.  I have been trying to lay that groundwork already.  Not sure how successful I have been, but it is a process right?! 

As always, I am committed to do my best.  May the Lord be with me!

In His service
Mally





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