The rejection letter shattered our dreams.
When my husband, Bill, and I were much younger, he interviewed for school administration positions as he pursued his aspiration of becoming a principal. We waited to start a family to know where we might settle and what was next on God’s agenda for us. We waited and waited for three years for the big break to come along.
We thought he finally made it. He was called back for two more interviews and we knew the school board had narrowed the list to just two people—my husband was one of them. Then the letter came. They chose the other candidate.
The following year, Bill did get his break, starting his school administration career that lasted more than thirty years. But it took about ten years before we discovered a hidden blessing in that earlier heart-breaking rejection.