For the last 9 months I have been a "traveling dentist," filing in as needed for about 5 doctors who needed to take time off, usually for at least a month. I have learned so much, and this has been a good time, and obviously the income is a huge blessing. But at the same time, it's been tiring and trying - always traveling, learning how to work in new offices constantly, being left-handed (believe it or not this makes certain offices very difficult to work in), and every patient I see is a new patient with no history of trust. And yes, I get, "you look like your 12" at least 4 times each day.
Next week I get to "retire" from my traveling dentist gig. And I think all I have left in me is one more week to cross the finish line of this season. I can't even begin to describe how excited I am to be at our office, building long-term relationships with our patients, and working to improve the way we do things.
One unexpected blessing of these first 9 months as a dentist is the gratitude I feel of being in one place from here on out. I would have had no idea what a blessing it is to work in one office with one set of staff and seeing one patient base. I love how the Lord does that! It's sort of like in our first duplex after getting married we had no dishwasher, no disposal, no microwave, no washer, no dryer. It was only for 5 months and it wasn't that hard to survive. But to this day 5 years later, I am still so grateful for my washer and dryer being in my house and I love doing laundry.
So, praise the Lord for the trials, both large and small, that not only require us to lean heavily on him for all our needs, but also teach us to be thankful for the blessings of peaceful times.