We had a staff meeting at work yesterday. Not an entire Registration meeting, but the just the people that work under me meeting with the Manager (the next level over me).
I think these meetings are going to continue to amaze me.
It’s awe-inspiring how much my staff likes working where they work and also how much they like working for me specifically. We have the perfect combination of personalities working in a wonderful environment. Could this same group of people succeed in a different hospital environment? Absolutely. The one we work in now, however, gives us time every once in a while to get to know each other a little better than if we were constantly busy each doing our own thing. This is not to say that we don’t keep busy at work, but it is to say that we get enough opportunity to step back, take a breath, and say “hi” to each other. This makes a huge difference.
I realized last night that I sometimes call the people that work under me “my staff”, however I think of them as my co-workers. I don’t normally see myself in a position above them (unless I’m enforcing policies). I think of them as the people that I work side-by-side with on a daily basis. They have so much to offer me, even more so than I have to offer them. Also, while I think of them as my co-workers, in actuality they are my friends. This is huge considering how much time we spend together in any given week. I get to work with my friends and I am truly blessed.
I want to point out, yet again, as I tried to do in the staff meeting yesterday, that I don’t take credit for any of this. I only had a hand in hiring the person who just became full-time instead of being part-time (the part-time position was also one I didn’t have a hand in hiring). Everyone in the department was trained by someone else that currently works there. I barely help with the training. I don’t deserve credit for high morale or a group of wonderful, well-trained employees.
Remember, each and every one of you, James 1:17. “Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above…”. These jobs we have in our work area are a gift. Don’t think more highly of me, but praise the God who provided thusly for you. I am a man, and am very fallible. I don’t deserve praise, but need prayers. I’m going to slip, I’m going to fall, I’m going to disappoint. If you want your work area to continue to succeed, pray. Not just for me, but also for the other people you work with. We are all in this together, and we all need more strength than we have merely within ourselves. If we will do this for one another and save the praise for where it truly belongs, I am confident that we can be assured of having a wonderful workplace as long as we desire to remain there.
It is a blessing to be where I am. I do not wish to take it for granted.