This reality quickly set in and I began to ponder, "Did I do things all wrong? Should I have tried harder to complete my classes before student teaching?" Here I am almost handed a position and I can't take it because I'm short by two classes. Both of which will be finished in April.
Well, shortly after I was indulging in self-pity I realized that I had the privilege of possibly offering someone else the position. As hard of a pill this was to shallow, I knew it was the right thing to do. Tomorrow this individual has their interview and I can honestly say that I do hope them the best of luck. My time is simply not here. It's coming, but it's not here. My heart must learn to be content and trust that God still has my best in mind. In the meanwhile, I have the privilege of cheering on a great candidate. I have the privilege of watching someone else's dream come one step closer to reality. Mine's not here, but it's close. For now, I will rejoice through someone else's success. Soon it will be my turn, but until then, I will rejoice through those who so heartedly deserve it.