I was in my office between classes, reviewing curriculum, completely lost as to what to do, feeling in over my head. I had been grappling with the responsibility of a new position. I’d left the chaotic night-shift of a nurse for a tenure-track instructor position at Western Illinois University. Student office hours and crowded lecture halls were the least of my worries. It was my other new job I was concerned about.
I had been appointed committee chairperson for religious education at my church. I was in charge of choosing and implementing spiritual curriculum for children, a huge responsibility. Was that where God wanted me to be when I wasn’t teaching my college students?
Straightening papers on my desk, I suddenly thought of Jim, a fellow instructor who I’d met at church. I didn’t know him all too well, outside of the casual greeting after service. Go see him, came the urge. He did work at WIU, but I certainly couldn’t just drop in on him. Maybe I’ll chat with him at church this weekend… But there was no denying the urge to pop by his office.
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