In turning the calendar page today, I was greeted with shock! How can it be August? We just started summer vacation . . . didn't we? August is when Mr. ABeka comes to town for which to collect a big fat check from me . . . also reminding me of the impending end of "freedom"! While I really enjoy being the "teacher" to my blessings, I rather don't enjoy the "cloud" of responsibility that hangs over me during the 180 days of school. (Actually, it tends to "cloud" the weekends as well since we are usually some behind -- but don't tell anyone!) Don't get me wrong, I'd have life no other way. Sometimes, though, I tend to think of homeschooling as the lesser of three evils -- public vs. private vs. homeschool. By nature of who I am, we are learning at all moments of the day. The "officialness" of school bogs me down at times, and I can be a bit rebellious. And, the cancer journey doesn't help either. How do you answer the question of whether or not this Geometry stuff really matters, when you know in the scope of eternity, it just plain doesn't. So much of our schooling has been pushed aside during the five-year fight for my life, the loss of two babies during two separate school years, and the intense pre-term labor experienced in welcoming our two sweet daughters. Someone I once knew, commented to me about the end of her school year . . . "Well, we've just finished another stellar school year!" That stinging comment came as I was receiving my second of twelve chemo treatments. Our school year wasn't complete and wouldn't be so until two weeks before we started the next year! As a matter of fact, I've had yet to experience a "stellar" school year of her referenced fashion!
What I have experienced, however, is an undeserved amount of the Lord's precious mercy upon me and my family as we, in our weakness, attempt with all of our might to keep our focus upward. He leaves me breathless when I think of where He's "met the mark" in the needs of our children. I see myself as having fallen short in that I literally have not been here so many many days or have been too sick to "do". He has given me wonderful "treasures", however, in the midst of treacherous terrain! So clearly, I see His hand in the lives of my cherished babes . . . He loves them more than I and has seen fit to cross the "t's" and dot the "i's"! Trivial concerns really for Heaven-related issues, but quite important for this earthly Mama trying her best to train, equip and prepare these dear souls for service to the Lord.
So, perhaps I have experienced that "stellar" school year! Perhaps I've experienced 11 of them already! Perhaps my goals have been a bit off base and He has stepped in to prevent catastrophe! Perhaps what I really know in my heart is what is really true . . . He is the director of my path, the author of my days and the completer of my efforts. He is, has and done such miraculous things for this Mama!
Birthday Party Weekend - *John Bingham and his wife Jenny Hadfield lead Marathon Expeditionstrips/cruises. This weekend we had three birthday parties! First we celebrated Wyatt's t...
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