Saturday, March 3, 2012
Where the journey began..
I don't know why, but today I had a million thoughts running through my mind. Do you ever have those days? Every time I would get sad thinking about something, this little boy would do something to make me smile. Now, I'm a little biased, but he is stinkin cute! Sometimes I need to step back and realize everything that is going right, and not everything that is going wrong. That is how I begin my blog this evening.
I have been thinking a lot about God's plan for me this year. I graduated from graduate school at Drake in May of 2010. In July, I accepted an Administration job. I left my dream job and became the youngest principal in the Archdiocese of Dubuque. I was younger than 90% of my staff!
My first year as a Principal was like riding a roller coaster. So much good with so much scary. However, intermixed within everything, I started to see how important me taking that job was to my family. When I was a music teacher, I never realized how much time I spent away from home. I was gone several evenings a week til after 10:00 p.m. and then was gone on the weekends during show choir season and other schedule commitments. I was so consumed with my job, that I lost touch with my own family. I realized this during my last year of teaching when my daughter, Mia, preferred to hang out with my husband when I was home. I remember the day I "thought" I was making her favorite lunch, but to my surprise, I didn't even know what her favorite food was! I didn't even know my own kid.
Two years later, I can see the impact my job has on my family. I'm home more, I drive less, and I'm 100% committed to the school I am a part of. I see my daughter several times a day. (Even when she's sent to the office!) I get hugs from little children everyday, I love my faculty and staff, and I have never felt so close to God in my life. I guess sometimes when God closes a door, he does open a window.
Revelations 3:20 Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with him, and he with me.
God was always there at the door, I was just so consumed by myself that I didn't hear him knocking. I can hear him knocking now and have opened the door. I trust in his plan.
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