CALLING (a post about Paul, not me)
Over the last three years, I have
been absorbed in discerning my calling, which is typical of someone who enters
seminary and professional ministry—constant seeking and responding, God taking
you on an uncharted journey. I have always
admired Paul and thought his call in life was so clear—to teach. It is what he
was born to do.
Yet, I know a bit about calling. I know that you can’t be held back from it. I know that God will just keep coming at you, stirring you until you are in the place that your passions and talent best meet the needs of our world. I know that you are at your best when you let yourself become clay in the hands of God.
I am so blessed to share my life with this person who has passion and sensitivity and knows God is working through him to meet the needs of others, every single day.
As many of you know, Paul was
selected as one of the 10 finalists for 2013 Minnesota Teacher of the Year. Last
weekend was the final selection process and the banquet. Paul was incredibly
honored to be a finalist. It speaks to
his skills as a fabulous teacher.
On Sunday, Megan Hall, a teacher
at a great magnet school in downtown St. Paul was named recipient. She will be
an incredible ambassador for teachers across the state as she advocates for
minimizing the terrible achievement gap in Minnesota.
With 2012 Recipient Jackie Roehl Language Arts Edina |
On Saturday night, Paul and I went
out for supper with two couples: Megan, the named recipient, and her husband,
who also teaches in downtown St. Paul. And a finalist from Arlington, a small
town west of the cities, and her husband, who also teaches in that district.
The night was filled with strange events—but that’s a story for another time.
The dialogue with these incredible
folks was inspiring. As we got back to the hotel room, Paul and I had a
conversation we have often—what is going to happen when I finish seminary? And
the answer is always: we don’t know.
With 2011 Recipient Katy Smith Early Childhood Family Ed Winona |
But I recognized a lot this
weekend about my husband. My husband’s calling is more specific than just
“teaching.” He knows it. He’s always known
it. We’ve talked about it before. And this weekend I finally let it settle into
my soul.
He wanted to be at the event last
weekend representing a small town. He believes that education is in the
business of providing opportunity for everyone,
and he knows that he is best when he is providing opportunity to those who
often get overlooked because they are in small schools. Any chance Paul gets,
he says that he is from a small northern school, and that his first job was in a
small southern district. He knows the dynamics of small towns; he knows the
struggles of kids who come from small towns; he knows the socioeconomic issues
that arise in small towns; he knows what kids from small towns need in order to
make it in bigger environments.
Christensens |
With his father-in-law, the guy who first hired him. |
Don’t get me wrong. Paul is not
unhappy with his current position. He will tell you that he is in an amazing
school, working alongside incredibly talented teachers, with ambitious and
creative kids, supported by administrators who understand individual needs. He is
providing opportunity right now. Absolutely. It's right... right now.
With Mahtomedi Teachers |
Yet, I know a bit about calling. I know that you can’t be held back from it. I know that God will just keep coming at you, stirring you until you are in the place that your passions and talent best meet the needs of our world. I know that you are at your best when you let yourself become clay in the hands of God.
I am so blessed to share my life with this person who has passion and sensitivity and knows God is working through him to meet the needs of others, every single day.
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