Everyone has a storm…a story of God’s faithfulness
By the end of the day I knew, this wasn’t the classroom for
me, but now what? I need a day, some
distance, some perspective. It was with
those thoughts that I went to talk with my principal, the one who assigned me
to the classroom. She had already left for the day. So I notified important people- I won’t be at
work tomorrow.
Phone calls and texts resulted. Well, are you resigning? No. I’m
not sure. This isn’t where my gifts
lie. I wasn’t prepared for this
classroom- the most wonderful individuals with so many special needs. Capable of
learning, yet nonverbal. So in need of a
very rigid schedule, and lots of one on one instruction time.
These are things I haven’t done since undergraduate
school. They were way back in my
brain. The past 16 years or so have been
with high school students with a different type of special needs. I just finished my EdS building new tools to help
them succeed. If I had wanted to retool
for multi-disabilities, there is a major for that. It’s not my gift, although I love these
kiddos. So- I went to my Heavenly
Father.
Thursday night and into Friday afternoon I fasted and
prayed. I got up in the morning and
searched God’s word. He brought me to
the Old Testament and some lessons from David in 1 Chronicles 14. David was
eager to go after the Philistines, yet when he inquired of God, this was the
answer
‘God said to him, “You shall not go up after them;
go around and come against them opposite the balsam trees. 15 And when you hear the sound of marching
in the tops of the balsam trees, then go out to battle, for God has gone out
before you to strike down the army of the Philistines.” 16 And David did as God commanded him, and
they struck down the Philistine army from Gibeon to Gezer.’
There is much more to the story of David, as he
commands the Levites to bring the Ark to the city of David. What struck me was his obedience to God. Then David sings thanks to God in Chapter 16.
David's Song of Thanks
8 Oh give thanks to the Lord; call
upon his name;
make known his deeds among the peoples!
9 Sing to him, sing praises to him;
tell of all his wondrous works!
10 Glory in his holy name;
let the hearts of those who seek the Lord rejoice!
11 Seek the Lord and
his strength;
seek his presence continually!
The
song continues, but I had all I needed.
Seek the Lord and His strength, call upon His name.
And
so I called through tears and song and uncertainty. SEEK
After
the fast I “plugged back in.” I
retrieved my phone and checked my messages.
I had a message from Human Resources wanting to meet with me. Nothing else related to the trial, specifically. I checked the Teach In Alabama job site for
openings and there it was: Brookwood
High School, special education teacher, second posting. Hmmm, this might be promising.
Meanwhile,
I met with HR. To the credit of Shelby
County Schools, they listened to my story.
They, rather the HR superintendent and his two staff members, were
willing to work with me and get me the proper tools for that classroom. Training- LOTS of training, curriculum, and
more paraprofessionals. (I was short
staffed day one.) They “need experienced
teachers like me.” And I agree. However, I wasn’t the experienced one for
this position. There was someone who
could do it better- in the best interest of the students and the parents. Someone with amazing gifts and talents where
mine do not lie. I asked about a different position back in Inclusion, but none
existed.
Nothing
was shouting at me to go back into the trenches, to the really hard classroom,
but I would have been willing. SEEK. I had a week full of cancer follow up
appointments. I had to make sure I wasn’t
just experiencing something medical, or the first day of school difficulties
that always exist. My insomnia was
causing me problems, but everything else checked out. Bloodwork clear, MRI results clear for one
more year, thyroid levels good as well.
Praise God for that.
I
updated my resume, I applied at Brookwood High School. I got an interview. As it turns out I even know someone that is
working there from my days in Tuscaloosa City Schools. A friend of mine whose daughter graduated
with Hannah knows the Key teacher at BHS, and they really need a good
teacher. Things fall into place…God
begins to answer the prayers of the righteous.
I
am pretty hard to convince, though. I’m
a bit (no- a lot) hard headed and quite sinful.
I believe God sent me a direct sign that He was in control.
On
the way to the interview, I literally drove through a storm. It was a quick one with no warning and an
abrupt end. I am on the interstate, no
sprinkles on the windshield, just a few clouds around. It wasn’t a sunny or rainy day, just gray
clouds. Suddenly, I was blinded by the
rain on the windshield. No warning. I could see absolutely nothing, not the road
in front of me, no tail lights or brake lights, just torrential rain on the
windshield. By the time I was able to
turn on the wipers, regroup my thoughts, and reach for the flashers, the sky
was clear. It was gone as quickly as it
came. My storm, and my clarity. I’ve got this, God said. And so I praised Him, and thanked him for my
literal storm.
Now,
to some this might seem trivial. A small
thing to worry about, especially in light of current events. A global pandemic, many suffering with
serious health issues, persecution in Afghanistan, so much more. Nonetheless it was my storm. I was brought to my knees. God has been at work in my heart all
summer. It takes something to realize
that we are really nothing but sinners- to surrender from self. To be broken and before Him. To fully trust
in our Savior Jesus Christ. I Surrender All.
I
was finally brought to the song “Praise You In this Storm” by Casting Crowns. Natalie Grant also has a recorded version. I will
post a link.
So
I have come full circle. I will be back
at work at the high school where I had my first ever teaching job. In a wonderful rural community that I still
know so much about. God has reminded me
once again that He is in control of all things.
I am in a good place. Will there
be stress, yes! Will there be
suffering? Yes! But I know HE holds me, and all aspects of my
life in the palm of his hand. This, my
friend, brings me great joy! In Christ
Alone.
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