Working 9 to 5

I haven't written a post in quite a while, mostly because there hasn't been a lot happening over here. We've been settling in, getting some more furniture, and we got a car! Yay!

Meanwhile, I've been applying for quite a few teaching jobs. A while ago I had an interview which went okay, except for the math exam I had to write. I was not at all prepared for the content of the exam as they did not tell me what it would entail - turns out it was 90% math that I had last seen at university, which obviously did not go well. They ended up offering me a position for a grade 2 - 6 post, which I turned down (primary school is not really my cup of tea). Also, at that stage I was fairly confident that I would find something else.

So I applied to more jobs, and more jobs, and more jobs. And nothing. No responses - which has really been hard for me. I did not actually anticipate struggling to find a job. You know how people always say that math teachers will always have a job - turns out that's not necessarily true.

So for a while now I kept telling myself that I am trusting God and His plan. Only, I was pretty sure that His plan for me was to get a job as a teacher. So I am trusting Him to give me a teaching job - which, when you think about it, isn't really trusting GOD's plan. The whole thing was kind of planned out in my head - I would apply to jobs, even if I struggled to find one, I eventually would find the perfect school for me, all according to God's plan. So I've been waiting to write this post until I found a job, so I can tell you all about how good God is and that He provides for us.

Then I realised that that's just it - God IS good. Not because He provides me with the job I want, but even if He doesn't - He is still good. I was listening to a Shofarband song this morning, and the lyrics say:

We bring an offering of praise to You

Our circumstances don't determine what's due

So even if I don't find a job, I am still going to praise Him.

That's easier said than done - some days staying at home really sucks.

I really love teaching, and teaching math (at least the actual explaining part) is something I am good at, and I miss it.

But I know that God sent us here for a reason, and maybe right now I just need to be home. Or maybe I'll end up doing something completely different for a while. Or maybe I will find a job as a teacher. Whatever happens, I'm going to really try to trust God's plan and not make my own.