Recently, I have been working on a few different projects outside of my normal daily routines. (Next week will hold more extras since I’ll be filling in again as an aide on the men’s floor.)

For one of these (first-mentioned) endeavors, I had to first discuss the matter with a few different people to get authorization.

Around noon, I had left the front desk to stretch my legs and wake up a bit; I was getting sleepy from just sitting and embroidering while watching the phone.

While taking this needed break, I decided to seek the needed approval. When my explanation got a unhesitating and affirming “OK,” I was excited, tickled, you might say.

As I headed back to the front desk, without thinking, I started to excitedly rub my hands together, slipping back into a childish habit I had years ago.

I’m glad nobody was around to see me in my almost girlish excitement!

Maybe this mirth is okay, though; the Bible encourages us to delight in the Lord (e.g., Psalm 37).

And, this project seems like it could be His work. 🙂