On Wednesday morning of last week… around 9:45am… I received a phone call from my pastor. He told me that he was being courted for a job opportunity for a part-time position as a Bible teacher as a local private school…and that he thought it would be the perfect job for me to pursue. Mind you…I already had a job and was making due with my, albeit crazy at times, chuggin-right-along employment set-up. When something is possibly available…and possibly part-time (at best)… Well…you can see why I didn’t think too highly of this new opportunity. Nevertheless, it sounded like it could be promising, and there’s nothing wrong with applying…so…Hit the gas until the Holy Spirit hits the brakes.
I called my Mom at 11pm that night and asked her to print out the application online and fax it to me since I had no internet. Just after midnight I begin the application. 2:30am I finish the application. 8:00am I arrive dressed like a Missionary Doctor (khaki and blue) ready to turn in my application knowing full well I was not entitled to an interview, seeing as how they usually have three weeks of interviewing rounds before someone is considered yay or nay for hire. 8:30am, I am neck deep in what feels more like a family get-together than an interview. 9:20, after chumming it up and pseudo-interviewing commences I am reminded that this is a only a part-time position at best, even though they’d like to offer me more.
At 9:15am I leave feeling good, but only as good as a possibly part-time job can fill you. I go to pick up the awesome Assistant Director for my church’s Children’s Ministry: BIG. At 9:45am I receive a phone call while buying Starbucks for the Assistant Director of our Kid’s Ministry…saying, They would like to offer me the job without a formal interview, they never do this, but they feel God in it, they trust me, I’m the guy hands-down…BUT…the job has changed a bit.
My heart didn’t so much sink…It just wondered, and then laughed. I thought…”How could it get any more thin of an offer…it was already part-time. Maybe I’ll be hired on 1/4 time. That’s gotta have like a half of a benefit, right?”
Sure enough, the job had changed. I was not being considered for part-time, or 16th time or whatever it could have been reduced to. I was being offered a full-time teaching position and perhaps a coaching position of Vacaville Christian High School (private) teaching Bible to nearly the every student!!!
Thank YOU Jesus!
And that’s how God took 24 hours to turn my world on its head. Praise You God for Your leading up to this point. Your Love was on me when I was hearing nothing from employers and filling out dozens of applications, each one as defeating as the last. You were Good when I was roughin’ it working three different jobs at once. You were Loving when I was unemployed. And you are still the same, a Loving Father Forever, when I am blessed with such an opportunity and responsibility as to divide God’s Word for the next generation. I am humbled to be teaching the greatest subject in the world!