I’ve had so many sweet people asking me about my new job. Thank you for your love and support! I thought I’d give you all an update:
I have started teaching half days at Riverton High School. This semester, I have Concert Choir, Bella Vox (that’s the amazingly awesome name that the girls decided on for our freshman/sophomore girls choir), Music Appreciation, and American Music. I also have a smaller group called Chamber Choir that meets at 7:10am. Oh the things we do for music. It’s awesome that my job is only half days because I’m home the other half to run errands and be with my kiddos. As of now, Husband mostly works evenings, so I actually get home most days before he leaves, which means we don’t have to pay for consistent childcare. We have a wonderful babysitter who comes a couple days a week or when we need her to cover when one of us works a different shift or stays late. It is working out amazingly except that Husband and I don’t see a ton of each other.
I know I’m a true music nerd because I absolutely love every bit of my job. My general music classes are full of bright, inquisitive, non-jaded students, which is a true privilege. My choirs are small but mighty – they all love music so much and have great attitudes and work so hard. I’m so proud of the work they are already doing, only three weeks into the year. I am just in love with all these kids. My heart is going to break when my seniors graduate.
I realized that I wanted to be a high school choir director when I was 14. I went to the ACDA Southern Division Regional Honor Choir in Charlotte, NC under the direction of Anton Armstrong, and I knew right away that this was it for me. I am one of those weirdos who never really faltered. I always, always knew exactly what I was supposed to do. It has been 15 years since then, and I still always thought it was my calling. I started to doubt this calling or believe it would never happen for me, and I started to try to find joy in whatever I was called to in that moment. This was such an important learning and growing experience for me – as I tried to find joy in my waiting, I learned what contentment really is. I learned that joy is a quiet river. In the meantime, I did so many things I loved, too – like getting my masters, getting married and having babies, finding great love for elementary-aged kids, and learning so much about worship leading and worship arts.
But you guys, seriously. There is nothing like the joy that comes when you step into the place where you’ve always wanted to be. Like one of my favorite choir pieces says, “There is no such beauty as where you belong.” It seems even sweeter because I found joy in the waiting. The years weren’t wasted. They were full and beautiful.
One of my students said to me the first week of school: “I hope I can find something I love as much as you love music.” Oh, how I pray that for all of my students. Oh, how I pray that for all the people that I love. There is eternity to start right now on this earth. My eternal home is certainly going to involve singing, but I’m so moved that my earthly home can include it, too. When I’m singing with my kids, and with my own children, and with my church choir, and on my praise team, and with my congregation, I see a glimpse of heaven’s glory. Like in Chariots of Fire, I feel God’s pleasure when I’m teaching people to sing or singing with people. I pray that you can find something that feels like that for you, because “there is no such beauty as where you belong.”
Love you all! Thanks for your encouragement and support during this (amazingly awesome) life change for us. Please continue with your prayers and love. ❤ ❤

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