The Interviews Revisited

As Peter, Reuben, Charlie, and I pushed our grocery cart to the check-out this afternoon, the cashier giddily exclaimed,

"I saw you!  You all were in the paper this morning!  You're famous!  You're celebrities!  You're movie stars!"

I'm totally serious.  She was so excited.

I responded with, "Yeah, maybe they'll make a movie out of it.  Ha, ha."

This was the picture on the front page of today's paper.

The reporter who was supposed to come to our house on Monday, but didn't, and then again on Tuesday, but didn't, and then said she'd come the following Wednesday... came on Wednesday.  She was late, but she did come.  And she wrote a nice article about our family and international adoption;  even mentioning Steven Curtis Chapman, Show Hope, and Bethany Christian Services - all key players in our adoptions.

If you'd like to bask in the glory of knowing someone famous read the article, I can email the link to you.  Parents and siblings, it's already in your inbox, because, you know, I'd want to read about you if you were in the paper.

*Remember that one time when I was in the Sports section of the Press Democrat because I won first place at a swim meet in high school?  Except really, I won last place.  I felt sad for the swimmer who actually won and missed her opportunity for glory and fame.*

Okay, so Interview Number One turned out okay.  Let's move on to Interview Number Two.


"I'm terribly sorry, not the news you wanted to hear I'm sure."

and

"Again, I know this is disappointing."

This interview process with the international school is not going the direction I was hoping.

They would prefer me to be single or for both Paul and I to be applying for positions at the school.  For reasons I don't understand,  they "have had some very trying situations with this type of arrangement and it just has not worked out well."  The director of the school has not requested or reviewed my file due to this.

So, it will truly take the Holy Spirit to move the director to consider me.  Which is great.  We want to be in God's will.  If this school isn't it, then there must be a reason.  But the whole time I was reading the disappointing email from the school, I was thinking, "But I want this so much.  This is what I want.  I want to teach at this school.  This is perfect for our family."  Immediately the Bible verses about God's will, not mine flooded my sad heart.  Isn't it good to be guided by God?  He's so much more emotionally stable and non-hormonal than me.

While in this process to be a full-time teacher again, I have become very excited about it all - moving, getting rid of all our possessions, meeting new people, being a professional again, teaching kids to read, wearing dresses, serving God in a new way...

We shall see.