Life is Like a Box of Chocolates

Today was the last day of my temporary job at the college, and my colleagues surprised me with a lovely card and a box of chocolates as a thank you. It was so kind, and I was really grateful for the gesture. I'm not sure what is next for me in terms of work, so you can pray that I find something soon.


After a well-fought battle for a criminal background check with the State of Georgia, I finally got the paper I needed to start pursuing work in an educational setting. I had an interview with a teaching supply (substitute) agency on Thursday, and I am just waiting for my paperwork to go through before I can be called to sub. Complicating matters is the fact that I'll have to walk or take public transportation for every job, and I'm a little nervous about going to new places and getting there on time. I also don't know the reputations of the schools where I'll be subbing each time. It will take a while to get used to some trial and error. However, I am confident that God's goodness will be made evident to us even if I don't get called for a single job. He will provide!


Rereading what I just wrote, I'm noticing that I fear the unknown. Don't we all to a degree? I was so worried that upon our arrival in England that we would be friendless, homeless, and penniless (I'm the family pessimist) for a long time. So far, I've been much-more-than-pleasantly surprised at how wonderful our life is here in Durham with amazing friends, a lovely barn to call home, steady work, and most importantly his presence with us! I'll have to keep reminding myself of God's provision in the past so I can have peace about my future. 


As the sage Forrest Gump says, "Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get [but God has a plan for His glory and your good]." Or something to that effect...