Recently I filled in for a teacher who had to be out. My 15 yr. old granddaughter (Paige) was helping me with the class. When the children were busy on their individual tasks, Paige shared with me her desire to become a Kindergarten teacher. We began a discussion of what my favorite classes were and the projects I had compelted when I was in college. One of the young girls who had apparently overheard our conversation approached Paige and whispered:
Be careful. Those Kindergarten boys are mean!
Thanks, I’ll be careful.
We looked at each other and laughed. It was just too cute.
I was glad she shared with me her desire to teach. I know how that feels. I love to teach, and I had planned on being a elementary school teacher. I felt that God wanted me to be a teacher so I enrolled in college and three years later graduated at the top of my class with honors. I was set and ready to change the world. God however had other plans.
No door ever opend for me at a school. The doors that even cracked open seemingly slammed shut. I was confused and hurt. But through it all, I prayed and asked God to not open any doors for me that I wasn’t supposed to walk through. When my then Pastor asked me to come to work in the church office it was totally unexpected, but I took him up on his offer.
I have been on staff now for 15 years, and I have been over the children’s ministry for 10 yrs as a volunteer. I teach children all the time now. It’s not what I had expected, but it is what I dearly love. It’s a strange story to some people. They think (and have actually said to my face) that I have wasted my education. But that’s not true. I have reached more children in these short years than I ever could have in the classroom.
So I know that God had a plan for me. It was His plan, not mine. And you know what, that’s the way it should be!