I've been working at an "invisible" job all summer: a new principal with no teachers or students at the school. Today, the key players arrived for the first day of school, and our campus was filled to the brim with life.
I loved watching parents and grandparents taking all the first day pictures and videos.
I loved watching one of my brand new teachers begin her first day at our school. (The students loved her, too!)
I loved having the kindergarten classes come to my office to meet the principal. (I showed the Class of 2024 my school pictures from my first day of school!)
I loved having friends' children attending "my" school. (Welcome, Maggie Sue!)
I had the first discipline visit to my office. (A reminder we don't tell our PreK teacher we think her games are dumb.) I overheard my first entertaining kindergarten story. (Boys, of course, discussing stepping in gross things while barefoot.) I tied shoelaces, hugged crying children, handed Kleenex to crying mommies and overall had one of the best days of my life.
If you have read this blog for any amount of time, you know that the last 9 years of my life have been a very long and winding road. To find this job at the end of that path? In my mind it is nothing short of miraculous. I am so very grateful to a God who restores and blesses us in ways we could never deserve.
And at the end of the day? Flowers from Married Daughter and Faithful Son-in-Law, welcoming me to my new profession.
"This I will call to mind, therefore I will have the hope:
Because of His great love, we are not consumed.
For His compassions never fail. They are new every morning.
Great is Your faithfulness, O Lord." Lamentations 3:21-23
And, for those familiar with my posts, a little more news: thelastonewasnotaccidental.