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Home-Schooling, Why?

When people find out I home school my children...they usually respond one of three ways.  They either say, "I could NEVER do that!", "That is so great!" or "WHY?" I joined up with with a few home schooling ladies to guest post for The Kindle Crew. The posts are great, they answer a lot of questions and are fun to read as each lady is so different. The link is to Jennifer's Homeschool Tab so you can scroll down and read all of the guest posts...enjoy!





As my schooling break is coming to an end and I am preparing to finish out the year…I am taking time, again, evaluate what we learn, how we learn and whether or not I need to change something.  I do this by praying, reading through a few books,  praying…and more praying. Educating my children is an undertaking that is large, fun, scary, enlightening, rewarding, cumbersome at times and wonderful.  My “classroom” doesn’t look like anyone else's.  I don’t teach the same as anyone else.  My goals aren’t the same as anyone else's either.  That is because I have been given MY children, with their passions, their learning abilities, their tastes and their challenges.


A few days ago, I had a phone call from a friend of mine’s sweet 2 yr old…unknown to her mother. While I listened to my message I could hear my friend reading in the background from a blog that was hitting her heart.  Later she told me what it was she had been reading.

I wanted to share with you one of the paragraphs from this post.

My kids may never memorize all the Presidents, but they will know what they do and they will know to respect them at all times, even if they don’t agree with their viewpoints. They may never memorize pi, but they will know how to spot the best deal at the store, calculate percentages, and make change quickly and accurately. They may never recite Robert Frost’s poems from memory, but they will be able to quote scripture with the quickness, for any situation they come across in life. They may never draw out the countries in Africa in 60 seconds, but they sure will pretend they are missionaries in the African jungle bringing the Word of God to an unknown tribe. Then again, they may do all those amazing things if they want.” (Read the Whole Article Here)

Now I am NOT a type B person, as the article is talking about…more type A(I like my books and curriculum and ducks more in a row…haha!),  but I  love the perspective she has about rearing and training her children.

I know that the curriculum I may choose and the novels we read are ordained by God for MY children because He has placed in my heart His will for me concerning homeschooling.  I , in return, have given the burden back to Him and willfully follow after the whispers in my heart He has placed there.  For HE ALONE will accomplish His works in my family…whether my children are doctors, missionaries, teachers, homemakers or musicians, it will be because they learned and practiced following after HIM. 

That, dear friends, is the ONLY “teaching” that matters, that won’t fade from memory and is ALIVE…

Here’s to finishing STRONG!



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That was FAST!, late morning, I had a crisis of belief! There are several things tugging at my heart strings and yet I have been struggling to find the joy in moving forward in these area in which God has called me. So, I cried to my Hubby and told him all my sorrows and regrets and thoughts and feelings of failure and inadequacies...then, I got over it. Well, I let go of the emotions of it.

The facts are...I do fail, in many areas. I don't home school as well as I would like, although I do a good job. My laundry falls behind, my closets are not organized, I need to iron, play dolls, build Legos and snuggle with Hubby more. I really need to encourage the wonderful women in my life on a more regular basis. As you can see...I can conjure up quite a list!

After overcoming my feelings, I am still left to ponder this question: "The Bible says in Matthew 11:29-30, "Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light." If I believe that the Word of God is True and I also believe that I am walking out God's calling on my life, then why am I crying and tired and ready to throw in the towel???"

The answer came as my dear, sweet husband began to preach tonight at church. He has been talking about 3 different times Satan comes to steal, kill and destroy what the Word from God is for us. First he comes before we get the word; which leaves us searching for God's will in our lives. Second, he comes after we receive the word, but before we have accepted the call. Like Moses in the wilderness...we say, "are you sure you mean ME God?" Satan tries to steal the Word by planting doubt and reading off all the reasons we know we aren't the right ones for the job! Last, but not least, after we receive the call, affirm the call...Satan tries to stop us before we reach the finish line.

Satan is "... as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour:" (1 Peter 5:8) He wants us to FAIL!

I want to be a finisher. I am not, however alone in my race. Hebrews 12:1-2 says "Wherefore seeing we also are compassed about with so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which doth so easily beset us, and let us run with patience the race that is set before us, Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God."

We have the Champion race runner on our side! Christ finished the task set before him by God. It was exponentially more difficult than the race God has asked me to run for Him at this point in my life.

"I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus." (Philippians 3:14). As a youth, this verse was the cry of my heart and the banner which I waved as I advanced toward being all God had called me to be. Tonight, I herald this verse again...a cry of an adult heart longing to finish STRONG!

I press on...

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Yesterday during school, yes we home school in the summer, we read about France's Revolution and then about the Reign of Terror.  I found myself holding back tears and trying to read with a lump in my throat.   Don't get me wrong, I understand war.  I understand why we have them and I think our men and women who serve this country are worthy of great honor! But the French Revolution was nothing like the American Revolution.  It ended nothing like the American Revolution.  I was so saddened by the accounts of Robespierre's "Reign of Terror".  Although the visual in my head about the guillotine is awful, the most heart-wrenching accounts were of the people celebrating in the spilled blood of those beheaded (many of who were innocent men, women, elderly and children)

My thought was "how do you get to the point in your thinking where soaking up blood on your handkerchief is joyous and a sign of victory?"  I don't know the answer to this.

I do know that there were people like that when Jesus spilled his blood for us.  There were men and women who celebrated at every lash of the whip, every chunk of flesh and every drop of blood that he gave for us.  My question now is "How do we get to the point in our thinking that NONE of that moves us?"  How do we become seared to the pain, embarrassment and torture our Savior endured so that we could spend eternity with him?

I don't want to be more moved by a history lesson than I am by the sacrifice my Lord and Savior Jesus made for me.   I don't want to be seared of the feelings of deep gratitude and profound, utter thankfulness to the one who paid the price for MY sin.

My prayer is that the Bible, all that is in it, would move me.  That it would spur me on to be a better wife, mother, daughter and friend.  That I would not take my FREEDOM lightly.  That I would be thankful for the life God has given me and that I would "Walk in the Fullness of God's Calling on My Life."  That I would bring honor and praise and glory to his name because it is REAL.

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