Wednesday, March 25, 2015
Since the Department's Management Services Officer (MSO) has transferred to another unit, I have no one to help me but the person responsible for all campus-wide faculty reviews, who kindly agreed to plug me into his busy schedule. I was all set - his secretary gave me a date next week and I planned to prepare this weekend.
That is, until a dear friend, also up for review, sent me a text this morning asking if I knew how to put our review binders together. No problem, I replied, join me when I visit the Administrative Dean to review my binder next week. Next week, she asked - it's due next week. Isn't that cutting it close?
Which was really a good question, and one that inspired me to call the Dean's office and inquire if the appointment date could be moved up. But what did I find out? That my appointment is for THIS Thursday, not next Thursday. In other words, TOMORROW!
I wrote my friend, who's even dearer to me now than ever, and advised her to meet me tomorrow. I also thanked her and told her the truth - she saved me from missing one the more important appointments of my teaching career.
But why did she contact me today? Why not tomorrow, or even Friday? Because the Holy One wanted us to make this appointment. My dear, dear friend was His messenger. Message received, loud and clear.