So, I was supposed to start teaching earth science at the high school next Monday. Turns out the assistant principal who was leaving for Iraq wasn't leaving at all for a while and they were still sorting out a lot of things. He found out this week he is now leaving on a different assignment. He leaves this weekend which means I start tomorrow.

Yup, that's right. Tomorrow.

Oh. My. Word.

So, pray for me. Because I have no idea whats going on. All I know is I am showing up at 6:30 tomorrow and shadowing for the day. On Thursday, the class is mine.

Im not scared. Or really all that nervous. I am excited but worried about finances. I was supposed to work at Old Navy tomorrow, Thursday, and Friday but I had to get those shifts covered. That pay check was supposed to pay my bills in Feburary while I have a lag time with pay checks. The way it works out, I teach all through Feburary but I don't get paid until the last working day of the month. So I have to figure out where gas and bill money comes from for the month. Its going to be crazy tight and stressful but I am REALLY looking forward to that first paycheck that will be worth more then I lived off of for two or three monthes here lately. I know God will provide and He will make a way. I just hope I can continue to trust and find that path.

So ya, my alarm will be going off at 4:30 in the morning and while it wont be music to my ears exactly, it will be the sound of a new beginning.

So ya, pray for me. :)

Ya, not really in the wings... it just felt right to say that. :)

But the point is, I am waiting. I will start that subbing job here on the 31st of January and until then I find myself often slipping into a daydream of sorts where I am stressed to the max and yelling at hormonal, sassy, difficult high schoolers. I usually snap back to reality, shudder a little, and move on. But I really am a little nervous for what this semester has in store for me. I feel like I am about to be taken through the ringer.

And you know what? While that frightens the pants right off me, it also makes me excited. I don't know what God is doing with me right now. To be honest, we are in this little land of limbo and I'm not sure what to do with it. But because of certain situations, and to be totally honest, financial stressors, I can't stray too far from the Lord. I can't. I am just too dependent on Him. And I am just overcome with thankfulness just about daily for His provision and love and most of all mercy. Even in these rough patches in my faith, when I have very little reason to burry my head in the shoulder of the Lord, I still feel Him walking beside me, guiding me, providing for me, loving me more than anything imaginable. What a crazy, crazy God.

And so while I sit in this waiting room, waiting for everything to hit the fan, I can't help but stand firm in the fact that no matter what comes my way, God is with me. He is my strength, my rock, my light. I praise Him for his provisions and guidance.

And so with that said, I say, "Bring it on, high schoolers. Bring. It. On!"