Happy New Year

We all approach each new year with different goals, resolutions, ideas and hopes. I used to make resolutions okay so I still do, completely and unofficially and most often I have forgotten about them by the end of January. But, at the close of one year and the beginning of the next, I carefully choose a verse or two to focus on in the new year.

December was so very enjoyable this past year. I didn’t have papers to write, studying to do, or exams to worry about during Christmas celebrations. I could leave work at work and make the most of my evenings. I was able to have the week between Christmas & New Years at home with Dale A (well almost, except for a day or two). It was relaxing…until I remembered that January was just around the corner.

January. I was a little unsure of January (still am a little bit). In January I was starting a new career and I was terrified. Mind you, it is the career I spent my university years working towards–teaching ESL (English as a Second Language) at the university. Dream come true, right? Well…sort of. See, I like to have big plans, dreams, and aspirations, BUT when they are suddenly staring me in the face I am just a little less confident. The closer it came to January 12–the dreaded (and long awaited/hoped for) starting date–the more anxious I became. And then, around Christmas I found these two verses (to be honest, they found me–Thank you, Jesus) and I had no question in my mind that these WERE ‘my’ verses for 2015.

Being confident of this very thing,  that He who has begun a good work in you will complete it until the day of Jesus Christ. -Philippians 1:6

For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind. -2 Timothy 1:7

I read these verses over and over whenever I began to feel anxious about the upcoming term. I wrote them in my planner and ran over them in my mind.

A week into the new year, I went to the beginning of term staff meeting only to find out numbers were low and there was a good chance classes were going to be cut. As I was the only new teacher this term, there was not a whole lot of guessing as to whose classes would be no longer running….and I was RELIEVED. No need to stress, worry, prepare, fret over this new, overwhelming adventure. And then I started reading the curriculum and talking to colleagues who taught this course and ones similar to it and I started to get excited, but I didn’t want to get my hopes up. There was a good chance I wouldn’t be teaching. I prayed so many different prayers during that unknown time and then I remembered my verses. I didn’t need to fear, God has given me a spirit of power. He began this good work, this dream come true, and He will continue it. Maybe not this term, but in the next or the one after that.

God’s promises are so good. His way is so good. His timing is perfect. I had an emotional evening and day waiting to hear back from the coordinator about my class. And this afternoon I found out that there are (barely) enough students and I will be teaching on Monday and while I still am feeling quite anxious, I am at peace knowing that God is just continuing His good work. He is giving me power.

I just need to be confident.

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