It has been good to be back in Savannah. Not much has changed since we were here five years ago, but that is often the case with a city that prides itself on her history–and fried chicken by Paula Deen. What has changed is what I am doing in Savannah vocationally.
I am a strong believer in the providential hand of God. Now, I did not say deterministic hand of God. Though I leave room for God to direct events or circumstances exactly as he wants regardless of what I desire, I think providence is different. Providence is the ever-quotable Romans 8:28 at work. God is working out things for the good of those who love him and for his glory. In other words, I can make a dumb decision and there will be some good that comes out of it. That’s simplified for time’s sake.
Via a winding road of mutual acquaintances (and therein the hand of God), I will be finishing out this semester as a teacher of theology and humanities for Veritas Academy, a classical Christian school here in town. I am very excited for this opportunity and look forward to the experience of teaching and building relationships with students. I will have three classes: 8th grade, 9/10, and 11/12. This wasn’t something I could have predicted, but it’s absolutely something I am thrilled about.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to prepare for class.