I dashed out (smashed out?) a poem about the subject below last week. Then I had some time to process and really write about it. Here’s the post I wanted to write. Smile.
I have pretty much the best job in the world. Well, except for maybe Bill Gates. Or the guy at Sara Lee that does the brownie bites testing.
Technically, the perfect job is one that fits you, brings joy and (even when it’s hard) leaves you satisfied knowing you did your best with what you had to give.
I’m an Elementary School substitute teacher, a new-ish venture for me, as I spent the last 20 plus years teaching full time and began the ‘Guest Teacher’ gig in January of this year.
Now before some of you look at me askance (turning your head, hand circling your ear like I’m ca-razy) remember this is a job that fits me (my word for last year was ‘Fit’….) Elementary school teaching is not for everyone–just ask a High School teacher about people in the ‘Primary Grades’–they, too will look aghast.
Before I could work through the issue (or sleep on it, always a wise choice) I posted a slanted comment on Facebook.
Then I deleted it.
After that I was scrolling through Twitter and noticed Jen Hatmaker had written something about the World Vision issue; it stirred me up again. Her post generated 136 comments (no doubt the number has increased).
So I decided to write something on MY blog. It was a hasty post and I found it difficult to power through the words. I was grumpy after I hit ‘Publish’ and I usually feel relieved, joyous, satisfied (there’s that word again). But not this time.
“Oh all that hard work on such a testy issue. That’s no doubt why I feel so unsettled.”
I linked it on Facebook. Sent out about 3 tweets over the next hour and finally went to bed.
But I could not shake my blech-y feelings about it. I thought I’d be validated in the morning when I woke and checked all my Twitter retweets and Facebook or blog post comments.
There were 0 comments. That’s z e r o. I have a very small band of faithful readers (you!) and expected some feedback from at least 2 or 3 people. But none.
And I posted in its place a Scripture and a photo for my very sporadic serces “Just Because”. THAT felt right and good.
Pointing people to Jesus to fall in love with God’s Word is one of my passions.
I’m an amateur poet and write a lot of poetry.
I’m a recovering sinner and former Jesus people hippie Christian.
And I’m the oldest in a family of 5 children whose parents are both gone now….with a life time of stories to tell.
God gave me my voice–literally and writer-ly–to tell MY story, not yours.