Eunice had applied to Caring Pharmacy three times before applying to Salvation. Each of those three times she was told that she'll get notified about the job, but none of them actually did it. Notified her, that is. So in the end she got fed up and went back to Salvation, which is where she had spent her holidays working for the past few years. Which at first seems to be a shame, because she's majoring in Pharmacy and this year is her third year, which is the last year before she goes for real internship under hospitals, rural placements and community pharmacies. So if she had got the job under Caring, she would've had some experience before her internship. But no. So she came back to Salvation.
Of course at first, for me, it was a blessing in disguise. NOTE: FOR ME. Because if she had gotten the job at Caring, she wouldnt be working here. If she hadnt been working here, I would've died during the first few days. SHE was the one who actually taught me what to do. SHE was the one who took care of things when I screwed them up. So of course, I was thanking God the whole time for her, but still, a part of me was feeling a bit guilty that it was so one-sided.
But ah, this is God we're talking about. Well I told her on my first day that my mom is a pharmacist. And she works at Assunta Hospital. So a few days ago, Eunice and I were talking about what she's gotta do in her pharmaceutical future and she told me she has to do the internships. So of course, Assunta Hospital was one of the more preferable places to do the aforesaid internship. So now, I asked my mom and she can help get the contact details for Eunice to write-in to the hospital. And also a few other pharmacies and hospitals that my mom had assosciated with previously. It's not much, but still, I think it's better than nothing.
But ah, this is God we're talking about. Well I told her on my first day that my mom is a pharmacist. And she works at Assunta Hospital. So a few days ago, Eunice and I were talking about what she's gotta do in her pharmaceutical future and she told me she has to do the internships. So of course, Assunta Hospital was one of the more preferable places to do the aforesaid internship. So now, I asked my mom and she can help get the contact details for Eunice to write-in to the hospital. And also a few other pharmacies and hospitals that my mom had assosciated with previously. It's not much, but still, I think it's better than nothing.
But which gets me thinking that, all our lives, everyone's lives, the whole world's people's lives, are all connected somehow, simultaneously, chain-reactively, as if this whole thing is like a massive music orchestra symphony, and the One who is doing all this, the One who is conducting this symphony of life, is God.
Amazing.
Amazing.
Um, I sorta knew that, but one never gets tired of being reminded of things that need to be reminded. :)
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