As I write this post, I have a small bubble of excitement in the base of my belly. Like a secret that's hard to keep, or a cup about to overflow, I'm bursting with anticipation: in two short days I will have completed all the requirements to qualify as a teacher.
I don't think it's the profession so much (sorry teachers), but more the culmination of this journey, that has me all giddy. Two years ago, when I started this, I could never have imagined all the wonderful ways in which my life would change while I took the steps to follow what I believe is my calling.
Who can forget having to complete assignments on planes and trains while on holiday in the UK, battling first trimester fatigue while sitting through my first round of exams, or walking into the exam venue 38 weeks pregnant for my finals. And how surprised I have been watching Andel and Zac survive the last few weeks of dark, early morning car pools, and packing lunches and bags every night.
My student experience has not been without its challenges. Many times I was on the verge of throwing in the towel - but how grateful I am for the people (you know who you are) who have encouraged, supported and carried me when the going got tough.
I get the distinct feeling that I'm about to enter a new chapter. I don't know what is to come, but I believe that the God who created me for His purpose has a plan for me that's better than anything I could imagine. And that's something to get excited about!
