The End of the Path

The most recent path we have been on found me spend weekday evenings "tossing" boxes (carefully stacking, for those who ship overnight packages). That path came to an end Friday night as I finished my time at FedEx Express. I really did enjoy the time there and the job was greatly used by God to meet the needs of the family throughout the summer. It was supposed to be 20ish hours per week; throughout the summer I have been over 30 hours every week. I tried to figure out how I could teach and keep the evening job, allowing us to prepare for a house purchase at whatever time God allows and, looking ahead, Justin's college in just a couple of years. I could have done both jobs, but I was leaning (85%+) to dropping the evening work when I was asked if I could coach volleyball at EBCA this year. I enjoy volleyball and I have coached before, but I gave that up probably 12 years ago and the game has changed significantly since then. Since I can only be in one place at a time, at least until cloning is perfected, I needed to relinquish my position at FedEx.

Back to volleyball. There is a missionary on deputation in the church and he just happens to be a volleyball coach. He is coming in to assist with practices, teaching the girls and me at the same time. We should have a pretty good varsity team this year; the junior high team will be a work in progress as they are young and inexperienced. The best part of coaching is, obviously, McDonald's after away games.

Now for the day job. I will be teaching a potpourri of classes this year -- two mid-level science classes, one junior high math class, yearbook, elementary computer, and Rosetta Stone (no teaching, just supervising). I will be stretched for sure; I have taught most of these classes before, but it has been a while. None of them are in my primary fields, but I am looking forward to it.

So, one path comes to and end and a new road lies before us. I am thankful for the opportunity and relish the challenge to serve our great God and seek to have a Godly impact on the lives of the students. Oh, by the way, we are still waiting for guests. Come visit sometime.