I have a job. Sigh of relief. While it's not full time, it's a job. One that pays well, is challenging, and seems like it's going to be a whole LOT OF fun. Tomorrow, I turn in all my paperwork to begin substitute teaching in the Finneytown district. At the same time, I'll be finding out if they're possibly hiring another building substitute. While not ideal in the sense that it's a "real job" (year round pay, with benefits), it gives me a job every school day and it gets me back into a school.
I had lunch at Lakota today and my heart ached to be in a classroom again. I knew I wanted to do it. I searched for teaching jobs all summer. They didn't work out. I looked for other jobs. But walking back into that classroom where I taught for three months, I just longed to have a class full of kids in there. I wanted to coax them into enjoying poetry, explore settings with them, augh!, just everything that I got to do in those three months that made it all so worth it.
So maybe tomorrow, that journey will begin again. And maybe I will continue to wait, patiently..sort of, for the Lord to make his plans clear.
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