But three years later, I am more ambivalent in my response. Part of me wishes I had done something else, gone somewhere else, found a different job, etc. The other part of me looks at my life since college and sees all the wonderful things that have happened that would not have had I done something else, gone somewhere else, found a different job, etc.
One of these wonderful things is my Sunday school class. For the past two years I have been a co-teacher for the preschool class at my church, something I would have never imagined doing before. Each school year, Linda and I have been teachers to seven to eight wonderful little munchkins, ages two to five.
Spending an hour each Sunday with these children has become the highlight of my week. I love seeing their adorable little faces lighting up with joy when they enter the class and see me and Linda. I love reading the same seven books over and over again while one child sits in my lap and a few others crowd around to see the pictures. I love playing hide-and-seek with them in a room that lends itself to only four or five different hiding spots. I love listening to their stories of what they did that week. I especially love to hear them call to me, whether in class or during church--"Miss Mallori! Miss Mallori!"
So, you can probably understand how my heart warmed when my recently-turned-five-years-old munchkin--the oldest in our class and my favorite (am I allowed to have favorites?)--gave me this homemade card for Christmas:
What is one time that you made a questionable/hard choice and had something wonderful and unexpected occur as a result?
For I am about to do something new. See, I have already begun! Do you
not see it? I will make a pathway through the wilderness. I will create
rivers in the dry wasteland. ~ Isaiah 43:19
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