This post is part of the October 2018 Edition of 31 Days of Five Minute Free Writes. I hope you”ll join me in seeing where each prompt takes us.
P.S. Just so you know, I’m finding it difficult to stick to five minutes (**) and it may take me longer than the 31 days to finish all the prompts. Not easy for this rule follower!
You can read more 31 Days entries at http://www.fiveminutefriday.com
Do You Know Where You Belong?
Do you know where you belong? I was sure for me, it was teaching in the suburbs, living on a quiet street close to stores, restaurants, and theaters. Exactly where I was used to living.
Fresh out of college with my teaching degree in hand, I applied for jobs all across the country. I’d had some interviews and one offer. I was excited about the prospect of having my own classroom; the problem was, my mom didn’t want me to accept a position as far from my Michigan home as New Mexico was. I struggled with the decision because I was longing to teach but like mom, I couldn’t imagine being that far apart. Now at the time, my home state was in recession so I’d all but given up on the thought of finding a placement there. Vacancies came and went in other places though, and I still hadn’t found one to fill.
Meanwhile, working full time at an accounting firm while awaiting the perfect school to call; my boss had out-of-town visitors he’d brought to the office. They made their way around the room until they stopped beside my desk. I was introduced by name along with the explanation that I was a new teacher still looking for a job. That introduction reminded me** how near it was to the start of the new school year as I still sat in a secretarial chair instead of my longed for teacher chair. I was beginning to lose hope.
“‘For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”‘ Jeremiah 29:11(NIV)
Not long after that polite introduction the office phone rang. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing! The voice on the other end of the line (yes, line) explained that he was given my name by none other than the visiting friend who’d made his rounds at the office and wondered if I was still looking for a teaching job! God’s plan? No doubt about it!
Remember the school in the suburbs? The place I was sure I belonged? I. Was. Wrong. If you’d told me back then that I would live happily for 36 plus years among quiet fields of corn instead of quiet streets, little stores that keep cheese on the counter ready to slice at any time instead of malls, or teach in a small rural K-12 country school, I would have said you were crazy! But guess what? That’s exactly where God has given me “hope and a future.”
People have often asked me how I got all the way from Michigan to the mountains of West Virginia and my answer is always the same: “Divine intervention.” You just don’t make that trip any other way. There’s no doubt that living here, I’ve had to survive culture shock, understand a new vocabulary, and adjust to not having some conveniences. That being said, I wouldn’t have survived without small town hospitality, understood the importance of conversing with nature, or gained appreciation for conveniences if I hadn’t. I’ve learned much more than I ever taught in my 32 years in the classroom, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
So, I’ll ask you again, do you know where you belong? I do. You and I belong exactly where God has planned for us to be.
P.S. God planned for my love life to prosper too as I met my future husband the first week I arrived but that’s a story for another time.
Cindy, I too have often thought, what am I doing here? ha ha We transplants must think alike! But then I remember all my blessings and think, HE has me right where he wants me. It’s comforting.
I love your story here. Gods plan is perfect, I wish he didn’t make us work so hard to find it, lol but it’s absolutely glorious when we do huh?
Thank you for sharing.
Wow! Cindy! This is so awesome! No other explanation. But God!!!!! I always have wondered how you ended up in WV, and just assumed that you and your husband moved there together. What a beautiful story of how God places us EXACTLY where we are supposed to be.
I’ve really enjoyed reading these posts this week. I need to get back into blogging, but time has not been on my side.
Looking forward to reading more in the coming weeks!
Have a blessed week, my friend!
Cindy, I love this! “Divine Intervention” A year ago today, our Family left our home state of Florida and moved to Georgia and Now Indianapolis. We believe we would definitely not be this far away from home if it had not been for the Lord. It always brings a smile to my face and joy to my heart to hear all the wonderful things the Lord is doing in the hearts and lives of His children. Thank you for sharing, very encouraging. #FMF
It certainly has been hard to be so far from my mom and sisters all these years and I still say “ I’m going home” when I visit Michigan but when I get the first whiff of farm smells my heart is happy and I know I’m back where I belong! I pray you find Indianapolis to be a place you belong too! Thank you for taking the time to stop in Chrystal! Cindy
Hi Cindy, I’m not doing the 31 Days myself (and I haven’t even been following with Five Minute Friday very closely lately) but I’m glad you are doing it. That’s so amazing how this job came along and changed the course of your life; it’s encouraging to look back and see God’s hand in everything. We should never get too fixated on our own plans because life NEVER works out like that … but it is really hard not to, sometimes!
Oh my! Isn’t it hard! I’ve always liked to control what’s happened in my life and you know not THAT turned out! So much happened that wasn’t supposed to happen to get me here and after I arrived that there is no doubt it is where I belonged and while I miss my mom and sisters and it’s hard being so far away I wouldn’t change it. Thank you for taking your time to comment mi look forward to return to FMF! Cindy