An old High School friend, Craig, sent the following story of an event in his life that he realizes now was truly a "changing moment".  Thank you Craig for sharing.
Following my freshman year in High School, my parents moved to  Cumberland, IA which meant I'd have to change schools.  During the first  few weeks of classes at C&M High School, one of the teachers asked  me to come to her room during one of my study halls.  As it turns out  she was the Contest Speech Coach and she wanted to talk with me about  joining the team (apparently my gift of gab was quite evident :-)).  We  talked for 15 minutes or so about Contest Speech and then she directed  the conversation to my transition into this new school.  She was  extraordinarily well connected and I'm pretty sure she had learned of my  prior reputation for all manner of disrespectful and illegal behavior  at my prior schools.  She proceeded to tell me exactly what I would need  to do in order to be successful at this new school and even listed  several kids by name whom I should avoid getting involved with.
Never before had an adult taken such personal interest in my well-being.   This act of personal care literally changed my life.  I joined the  speech team, made new friends, had some success and raised my grades  considerably.  And I even managed to stay out of trouble -- mostly :-).   Looking back at the course of life chosen by my prior friends and the  path taken by the kids this teacher named -- I am extraordinarily  grateful for her boldness to set my feet on an entirely different and  better road!  In my senior English class, which this same teacher  taught, we read Robert Frost's, "The Road Not Taken."  To this day I  cannot read that poem without overwhelming gratitude for her willingness  to choose a road less traveled that resulted in me choosing one too.
 
"My story is important not because it is mine, God knows, but because if I tell it right, the chances are you will recognize that in many ways it is also yours. Maybe nothing is more important than that we keep track, you and I,of these stories of who we are and where we have come from and the people we have met along the way because it is precisely through these stories, in all their particularity,as I have long believed and often said, that God makes himself known to each of us most powerfully and personally." -Frederick Buechner
This post makes me smile thinking of a teacher who became one of my best friends, Debbie. Debbie came to my school when I was a junior. Her love of life, laughter,music, people and God infected many of us in my little school. I remember her as my biggest "cheerleader" at the time. She changed my life by encouraging me to do things I never thought I could, but really wanted to do. Who's your "cheerleader"?
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