Telling Me Where to Go
For over a month now, I’ve been looking forward to the day when I will walk to the front of the Concordia Seminary chapel and, in front of my friends and family and fellow seminarians, and I will hear the announcement of what was as close to my dream job as I had ever been offered:
“Jedidiah Maschke
Pacific Southwest District
Well, the day had come. As I was standing around with all the other candidates and realizing that I was much more nervous than I thought I would be. What if they had given me some sort of call to somewhere I would never have thought of going? I guess that would be OK, wherever I go that’s where God wants me to be. So why are my hands shaking and my chest heavy?
I managed to survive the opening hymn and the Bible verses and even the sermon wasn’t too long, and before long I was standing there ready to hear those words I had so longed to hear. In the back of the chapel, Anna raised the camera to catch my reaction. I heard my name announced:
“Jedidiah Maschke
The camera dropped, as did my jaw, and in that very instant the thought ran through my head: “Well, if it’s
“--Southwest District
I was so in shock that I didn’t know what to do, besides go and shake the hands, get my call packet, and stumble back to my seat with a very confused look on my face. I hadn’t misheard. People as far away as
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