In June I shared I moved. In writer terms, the move caused
me to edit my life as I downsized my
living arrangements. The new house required some repair and changes to meet my
needs. That was part of the revision
stage of the move. The other part of the revision of my life came when I
moved in and realized the rhythm of my daily routine changed as well.
Today I am officially announcing a new chapter in my life. I have accepted a teaching position in
Kosovo, or as the Albanian Kosovars call it, Kosova. I will be teaching fourth
grade at Prishtina High School. (By the way, you can follow Prishtina High
School on Facebook. Click on the link.)
Prishtina High School |
As in most situations, I can look back now and see how past
events lead me to the place I’m in right now. Actually, maybe this is about
writing. As authors we lay the groundwork for events taking place in our
novels. We piece the story together in a meaningful way. Readers finish the
book, look back on the early elements of the story and see how it all fit
together.
This is my story.
I was an elementary teacher for half of my career before
moving to the university to teach in the education program. I loved teaching
and wanted to pass the love of what I did on to college students.
Several years ago, Tom and I accompanied five of my teacher
education students to Kosova for a cross-cultural learning experience. For a
week, my students worked with high school students learning English. While I
was working with my students, Tom visited a gypsy community. One of the gypsy
men had an idea for a septic system for the community.
“He has an engineering mind,” Tom told me later. “I think
when we retire, I’d like to come back and help him build that septic system.”
We talked about returning one day. He could work with the
gypsies and I could teach, but Tom’s heart condition altered that plan. It was
just an idea, we told ourselves. As we prayed, this did not seem to be God’s
plan for us.
Shortly after Tom died, my daughter asked me to accompany
her on a trip to India. Although my passport was valid, it had to be valid for
six months following the projected return date. My passport was a week short. I
had to get a new one. I grumbled. “A
passport should be good until it runs out!” (Yep, that was me.)
Do you see where I’m going with this? Groundwork.
I am a teacher. They need a teacher.
I have been to Kosova and have a heart for the people there.
I have a valid passport and I’m ready to go.
All of the paperwork I needed fell into place. My family is
totally supportive. At every turn, I see God’s hand guiding me…leading me into
this new chapter of my life.
It will be hard but it will also be joyful.
It will be challenging but it will also be rewarding.
It may be scary at times, but it will be exciting.
Living in God’s will for your life is like that. It’s an
adventure.
Oh, Becky... I so enjoy reading your words, and this time is no exception. Although your sweet face will be missed around here, I suppose we should share you with other parts of the world. Best wishes for this next adventure! I can't wait to read about your life in Kosova! I love seeing how God is working in your life. You're such an encouragement to others to always put His will first! Love to you!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Christi! You are such an encourager!
DeleteBlessings Rebecca as you follow your dreams and God's Will.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Joyce!
DeleteSo excited for how God will use you!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Lorie! I called to tell you and Jess but you were out of town at the time. I think you two should consider a visit to East Europe this year. What do you think?
DeleteYou inspire me, Rebecca. I'm currently job hunting and learning how to lean on God in new ways in the process. Thank you for sharing your journey.
ReplyDeleteI wish you the best! God has a plan and will open the doors. Don't be afraid to step through them!
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