God Just Cracked a Window

You know the old saying, "When God closes a door, he opens a window?"  I've always liked that one because it reminds us that when something we want so badly is denied us, or when something happens that we can't understand, or when things just don't turn out the way we expected them to, it's nice to know that it happened for a reason and that God is purposeful in the opportunities he presents to us.  If a door is closed, he will provide another opportunity for you to shine, thrive, and love elsewhere.  The window. 

If you've been following along, you know my frustrations with trying to find a summer job.  I applied at Cracker Barrel, thinking I could stick it out in my own personal version of Dante's Inferno if it were just for a summer.  That fell through.  (And good riddance too!)  Another restaurant I applied to won't even be reviewing their applications until June and a bank teller position I discovered was unfortunately only available to previous bank employees.  I'm frustrated.  I know I need a summer job for when substitute teaching ends, but so far I am striking out and I can feel that door shutting quickly.

God just cracked a window.

I have an interview on Wednesday morning at River Valley Middle School for a full-time position as a Language Arts teacher. 

Yes, I realize I haven't even talked about applying for a teaching position.  Yes, I know that we said I wouldn't look for a teaching job until the boys were in school unless the perfect opportunity came up. 

Middle School.  Language Arts.  10 minutes from my house.

God doesn't close a door without opening a window.

Please pray for me.