The Impossible Happens! (God got me a teaching position!)
Proverbs 16:9 "In his heart a man plans his course, but the LORD determines his steps." The big news right up front: I have been hired in a certified teaching position as a librarian and computer teacher for Beaverton Primary (kindergarten through third grade). This is impossible. I'm a little tired as I started two days ago. The work I have been doing has not been physically exhausting, but the anxiousness of getting classes up and running is tiring. I'm sure that I will only be getting more and more bust as things progress so I wanted to document the amazing set of miracles that brought me to this point. As you may or may not know it's almost impossible to get a job in Michigan. It is even harder to get a position in teaching. Most, if not all, districts are reducing budgets and laying off staff. The district I got a position in is laying off staff, but created this position in the middle of the year and I got that position. For all intents and purposes the impossible has happened! It started happening a long time ago. I can trace it back to as far as last January. Working backward the first link in the chain of miracles is finding the posting for the position. Despite searching the websites for job postings regularly, both my wife and I had missed a job posted in December for Beaverton Rural Schools. Well, on Monday, January 7th, we had an unusual fog day and schools were cancelled. This left us home to work on various projects. I was fiddling around with my new laptop and my wife, Jen, decided to sweep the job postings again one last time. She discovered a posting for a media specialists (librarian/technology teacher) for Beaverton Primary. The deadline was at 4:00 p.m. that same day! There was only two hours left! Beaverton was an hour drive (in the fog) away! I high-tailed to Beaverton and, after careening through the fog at well above the speed limit, I made it to the central office with 5 minutes to spare. The next day they called me and set up an interview. That's pretty exciting: If we hadn't had a fog day, I wouldn't have applied for the job. It gets better. The host teacher I student taught under in Vestaburg is the daughter of the assistant principal of the middle school in Beaverton and she graduated from Beaverton High. Read that sentence again. So my primary reference is someone that graduated from the small rural community that I applied in. So she gave me a great recommendation. It goes further. She picked me by mistake. She thought I had a science minor. I do not. She teaches science and, because of that mistake, I became her student teacher. It goes back even further than that. I wasn't supposed to be teaching at Vestaburg in the first place. I was going to teach at Winn, but the school decided not to accept student teachers this semester, so I got bumped to Vestaburg. See how it all lined up? God does the impossible.
