Out of the Blue - A Job Possibility

On the third full day that I was home came Sunday, a day for church and being reunited with my church family. But that was not to be all.

We got our lawn chairs from the car and made our way to the outdoor worship area. Mom was up with her Praise Team, the singers for the outdoor service, and Gran Meyer, Dad, and I made ourselves comfortable in the shade of a large tree, the lawn still clinging to dewdrops seeming to unroll itself from slumber. It was serene to sit there, breathe in in the fresh morning air, and see faces that I've known for years.

Within minutes I was out of my seat and going over to a family friend, a person that had seen me grow as I babysat her kids. Tears came to my eyes as we hugged, overwhelmed with happiness and the familiarity. We talked and caught up, then parted with another hug as she had a few things to do before the service.

As I turned to walk back, I spotted yet another familiar face - a woman that ten years ago hired me to work for the special needs district of our area as a one-on-one. I walked over to her as my head struggled to remember her name and then recalled it in a flash. Soon we were quickly catching up and I asked if she had joined the church. She said that she hadn't, that she had just come for one time to enjoy the outdoor service, then asked me what I was up to. I said with a laugh and a twinkle of hope in my eye that I was looking for a full-time teaching job. With that, she said, "Well, here is someone that you should talk to then." Next to her, her sister and the new principal of an elementary school in town. We were introduced and then the service started, but I was told we would have to talk after the service.

I enjoyed the service, the signing, the slight breeze that showed itself off in the waving leaves on the tops of the surrounding trees. As soon as the service ended, the principal was soon at my side, reintroducing herself, asking for my name once again, and then telling me to stop by to schedule an interview. Seconds after I thanked her and we said goodbye, I turned to my family, the biggest smile having overcome my face, having spread from my lips to my eyes, my checks and into a happy and excited laugh.

My family, every night before bed, goes in with my gran and they pray. They pray for many things, health, understanding, to share thanks, and for the past few months, for me to find a job. The fact that it had been the first time I had gone back to my church in two years, that my former boss would be visiting on the day I was there, and would have her sister, a principal looking for one last teacher to hire, well it's amazing.

I have an interview on Wednesday, August 1st. There is tough competition for it, as there are still many teachers looking for jobs. People keep patting my arm and saying that I am a shoe-in, and I just keep hoping that they are right. I want this job because it is who I am. It's only been weeks and I miss teaching, and so I am hoping that I am chosen to be a fourth grade teacher.

Keep your fingers crossed for me!