Don't you love it when God gently drops the most timely, the most perfect gift in your lap? And don't you feel like kicking yourself when you fail to see it as such at first?
That's what I felt like doing last night (kicking myself) as I headed home after my interview with the school board at Cor Deo Christian Academy. I hadn't realized until then just how much I wanted to work with these kind and godly people, just how exciting it would be to get back in the classroom, just how much I really wanted to brush up on my Spanish, just how perfect this part-time job would be for me and my family at this particular stage of life. Of course, I had thought and prayed about it before applying in the first place. But I just didn't see it fully for what it was....a wonderful gift of love from the One who's taken me this far in my journey...this far in my family's journey.
So, as you can imagine, it didn't take me very long to say 'yes' when the principal called me an hour or so later to offer me the position. First though, I had to apologize for my husband's antics. Andrew, thinking it was Mrs. Chupp calling, had answered with a feigned raspy voice and then had handed me the phone without waiting to hear who was on the other end. I was mortified to hear Mr. Hanson's voice on the line, apologizing for calling so late. Clearly, Mr. Hanson had just met the it-is-evening-and-the-Chupps-are-calling Andrew. Yup, that's my man. And my man wasn't even close to being sleepy because it-is-evening-and-my-team-is-playing-well Andrew was fully energized by the Blazers' performance in game 3. We were all feeling rather light-hearted and chatty actually so that when Mr. Hanson called, he was not interrupting but only adding to the excitement. As he and I briefly discussed what's to happen next in the hiring process, I could hear Isaiah calling out for a detention slip for his dad who'd tried to dupe the principal. I could barely hold myself together and sound somewhat professional before hanging up and bursting into laughter from all the pent up energy.
So, yes. I got the job! I'm teaching Spanish at my kids' school next year. And I know it'll be a blessing. Oh I know there'll be some hard things that'll come up...but those are also gifts, aren't they?
Today, on this sunny Good Friday morning, as I think of my Savior being condemned to death on a cross, beaten to a pulp, and forced to carry his burden to Golgotha, I am overwhelmed by his love for me, his love for this broken world.
He got the job and became the most timely, the most perfect gift to us all.
He got the job and could say at the end of the day, "It is finished".
He got the job and set the ultimate example of what it means to be a good and faithful Servant.
He got the job so that when I get the job, He can use it to grow me and conform me to His image.
He got the job....and I'm forever thankful.