Deuteronomy 28:2 (King James Version)

"And all these blessings shall come on thee, and overtake thee, if thou shalt hearken unto the voice of the LORD thy God." This is my homeschooling blog. Some days my cup runnteh over with the joys of homeschoolong, some days it's spilling what can only be be described as thinly veiled insanity. Either way, it runneth over...

Monday, March 31, 2008

Where's the off switch??

I think one of my favorite things about homeschooling is seeing the "light come on" and watching the royal offspring get excited about learning...until around 9 PM that is. Why is it, that as my brain is beyond tired and just wants to go to bed, theirs seems to gear up with questions, ideas , inventions and a million other things? How insane does it make me look in their eyes to encourage free thought, looking up everything you want to know and solving all the world's problems with wacky inventions guaranteed to make our lives better all day long, only to beg them to be quiet and go to sleep as the sun goes down. After all, (and I quote) "IF God wanted us to go to bed at dark, why did he let us invent lights?" My answer of course, was "Lights were invented by Satan to give mom's more time everyday to work themselves into an early grave."

Some one find my Mommy owner's manual, I need to turn off the lights....

Thursday, March 27, 2008

Thankful Thursday

“Let Israel be glad in his Maker; let the children of Zion rejoice in their King! Let them praise his name with dancing, making melody to him with tambourine and lyre! For the Lord takes pleasure in his people; he adorns the humble with salvation.” ~ Psalm 149:2-4 (ESV -emphasis mine)

I have always loved “baby” grass. I am not quite sure at what point in my childhood I started calling it that, but the first grass of spring is my favorite. All those tiny, super bright green blades are definitely the first sign of spring for me. I am always afraid to walk on it and spoil the beauty. I want it to last forever, but it seems to only last for a few weeks before it changes- darker, wider, and stronger.

I think our lives are a lot like that baby grass. We are so fragile when we are born (and reborn). We are so fresh and new and….well, weak. Childhood goes spinning past us in a blaze of activity, fun and sometimes sorrows. We have parents and grandparents that tend to us and protect us.

As we mature and grow “wider” and hopefully stronger, we don’t need as much tender care. We still need our parents and mentors. We often need a good mowing and weeding to be honest. More than our appearance has changed. Our purpose has changed.

You see that stronger grass has a job to do. It holds the topsoil down. It feeds various animals (and bugs-icky) It seeds itself and reproduces. It gives my babies a nice soft place to land when they fall.

Weak baby grass is exciting and beautiful, but strong grass is necessary for survival. This has never been more clear to me than now, as I feel the loss of my mother. My Daddy God has blessed me with strong grass to fall into while I let Him help me heal. I'm so thankful my mother took the time to plant the seeds of faith and to tend to my "lawn" in preparation for my future. I hope I do as well a job with my kids.