You lost IT all.
And by IT, I mean everything you physically hold dear. Your house, your car, laptop, clothes, all you have in your closet, attic or squirreled away under your bed. All those books you’ve collected, treasuring for years, keeping to re-read someday and pass onto grown children – gone, lost, never to be replaced. What about all the photos, scrapbooks and journals? What if they were gone too?
How would it change you?
Woohoo! Time to giveaway another book. Aren’t you excited?
The book: Blue Like Play Dough. Author: Tricia Goyer, whom I happen to follow on that crazy time suck machine Twitter. Trisha is always tweeting mundane bits of her life, how she hates to cook and go to Walmart.
Er.. Monica those are your tweets. Tricia lives to shop at Walmart, is a great cook and has three teenagers, so her life isn’t boring. In fact, she’s like a Super Woman – she’s a teen mentor, novelist and missionary. Why can’t you be more like her, huh? Huh?
Oh, shut up.
That’s lovely. Tricia Goyer would never say shut up. She’s a PERFECT CHRISTIAN.
Wait a minute, Crazy-Monica-Voice-in-My-Head, I’ve read Tricia’s book and she’s not a perfect Christian! I have the proof – her book, Blue Like Play Dough – very encouraging to folks like us. You know, Christ follower, wife, mom, home schooler, and writer. Sometimes she screws up, but she keeps on going, letting the Lord mold her like a lump of play dough.
You do love those dashes, don’t you? You need an editor. Maybe you could hire Tricia.
ARGH!!! Go away, Crazy Monica!! I just want to tell my friends about Tricia’s book, how encouraging it is and to leave a comment if they want a chance to win a copy.
Whatever. Aren’t you going to start dinner? I bet Tricia can cook, write a smashing good blog post and lead an expository Bible study all at the same time. And her kids would never interrupt.
You’re not listening to me, Crazy Monica. Weren’t you paying attention when I read her book?
Uh. What book?
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Leave a comment to win Blue Like Play Dough. Use the Tweet This for an extra chance (and because you love me!) Then go follow Tricia on Twitter cause her tweets are really much more entertaining than mine.
It’s been a long time since I’ve written about how our home schooling has been progressing and it’s not for lack of want or what to say. I’ve lots to say, it’s just that most of it would be rants and complains and much whining. Who wants to read the blog of an angry home schooling mom?
For the past several years, teaching hasn’t made for a happy home life, especially when it comes to instructing my boys. I’ve been reduced to yelling, threatening, and pleading with them to do a math paper or reading lesson. That’s a difficult confession to admit, but it’s part of our story, and I will not edit out my mistakes to make me appear like I have this home school mom gig figured out.
Needless to say, when it comes to a traditional school work approach with pencil and paper, it’s been an unhappy home, with unhappy kids, and unhappy mom. An unhappy home school.
But I’m a fighter. I’m not giving up home schooling.
If I didn’t believe in the importance of keeping my kids home with me, I would’ve put them in public school years ago. This stubbornness must be part God-given determination to succeed, part Irish heritage. The freedom to do as we want, when we want, with no one outside our family influencing our schedule is a lifestyle I will not let go. These four belong home with me. We are a home schooling family. As imperfect as we are, we were created to be together, so together we will stay.
But change must come.
At this moment in our home schooling journey, I don’t have the hearts of my children. The list of subjects to have conquered at the end of the day became more important than love, joy, gentleness and patience. We started on a good path, but I got distracted by less important things like reading by a certain age and math facts. The point of home schooling is not about the college they attend or the career they chose or if they make a lot of money. Success means my children chose to walk in The Way, with Jesus Christ and in relationship with Him. Knowing Jesus has nothing to do with multiplication tables.
When I first started this journey five years ago, I never imagined home schooling would force me to deal with my own sins.
For our survival as a home schooling family, to thrive again as we once did, my approach to teaching must change. I’m forced to find a new way, one that is a better fit with the personality of my kids.
Change. Specifically, someone must change. Lord knows, I’ve tried changing all the little people around here. Lucky me. I best do the changing.
So.
I’ve been reading, searching the Internet, asking the Lord for answers and guidance. We are told to pray about everything and to ask the Lord for wisdom. I believe He is answering. I’ve found like-minded folks here on the Web that are inspiring me to rethink everything I thought before about how to home educate. Thanks be to God, it’s not too late to change hearts and correct course.
More to come: how I’m being led, what works and what doesn’t and why, and how it’s radically going to change my approach to this home schooling life. Stay tuned.