Friday, July 30, 2004
"When did you get THE CALL?" "What Call? Oh that call!"
I had one day to work on the outside of the house, yesterday. Today it rained. After coming home from getting some groceries with Donna, I got a call from Dr. Block at Boonton. He was gracious and said that I interviewed very well, and gave the board a very hard time deciding on a candidate, which they did last night. It seems the other candidate was one of the Vice Princials of Boonton HS.
After hearing that I realized that I was saved from another "Saddle Brook" situation. What does God have in store for me? I am reading Anthony Robbins and find he is not motivational, but transformational! I usually read these books because I have to; his I read because I want to. Let's see what this does to my possibilities. I am only limited by my lack of imagination and desire.
Wednesday, July 28, 2004
Sitting out an afternoon cloudburst
The rain has poured from the sky in waves. This little female cardinal found a place to wait out the heavy rain. It stops for a while, then you go out and get trapped in it. The rain gutters have overflowed with water and the down spouts gush a tube of water out away from the house. Amazingly, the basement has not been too bad. We have to keep the AC on to dry the house out. I went running the other day and decided to get completly soaked. My running shoes still "squish" when I walk days afterwards. The grass is emerald green, an unusual look for the end of July. As I am writing this I think I hear the patter of more rain.
Tuesday, July 27, 2004
Being a finalist
I got the call last week, in fact it was the day of my interview at Boonton. I was one of two candidates to be presented to the board on Monday night, last night. All day yesterday, I had that queezy feeling, then I look at my Bible verse for the day and it reads from Isiah saying that God will hold my hand and there is nothing to fear.
All day I prayed that God would provide, if not this job then another, but being a frail, fallible human, I am running out of strength and courage. If not this place, then what is to become of me? This and other doubts keep creeping into my mind.
I prepared my clothes to wear, tried to repair some problems with the Miata, then got everything ready for the interview. I rehearsed with Donna the things they might say. I arrived early and prayed once more, then got out of the car and walked around outside the board building. I could see the other candidate. He was young.
The questions were the same as those asked of me at the first interview with the administrators, so I was well rehearsed. I listened to the One Minute Manager on the way up and some of the ideas spilled out into my answers. I worked at being positive in all responses and as personable as possible.
I was not to know their decision this evening, so I left without closure to the meeting. Now I am up early in the morning thinking about my answers and trying to analyze their thoughts and feelings about me as their new principal. I woke up thinking of the good things I said. Is that God telling me everything is all right?
All day I prayed that God would provide, if not this job then another, but being a frail, fallible human, I am running out of strength and courage. If not this place, then what is to become of me? This and other doubts keep creeping into my mind.
I prepared my clothes to wear, tried to repair some problems with the Miata, then got everything ready for the interview. I rehearsed with Donna the things they might say. I arrived early and prayed once more, then got out of the car and walked around outside the board building. I could see the other candidate. He was young.
The questions were the same as those asked of me at the first interview with the administrators, so I was well rehearsed. I listened to the One Minute Manager on the way up and some of the ideas spilled out into my answers. I worked at being positive in all responses and as personable as possible.
I was not to know their decision this evening, so I left without closure to the meeting. Now I am up early in the morning thinking about my answers and trying to analyze their thoughts and feelings about me as their new principal. I woke up thinking of the good things I said. Is that God telling me everything is all right?
