Our society today applauds those who can multi-task. The truth is, however, that no one really can focus on more than one thing at a time. Something always gets dropped or lost in the constant shuffling between tasks.
I swore I would never treat my children the way my siblings and I were treated when we were growing up. I swore my kids would never have a reason to question whether they are loved.
Having four children, three of them under six, hasn't magically morphed me into Mary Poppins either. If anything, motherhood seems to have pushed me even further into territory more fitting of Batman than a loving Christian mother.
When I was still a perfect parent--living under my parents' roof, wearing clothes they bought for me, talking on the phone (a landline!) they paid for; I swore I would never treat my children the way my parents treated me. I wouldn't keep my children from doing what they wanted, make them do chores, or tell them no. I would be different. I'd understand them, and treat them with "respect".
It has been a long time since I have written anything more than a shopping list. It has been even longer since I returned to this blog. It wasn't that I didn't want to write, because part of me did. It was more that I seemed incapable of stringing words together that would make sense.… Continue reading Return of the Sare
For the last two years we have been involved in a Classical Conversations Community, and while it was a great fit for a while, I realize with the changes happening in our family, it is no longer going to be feasible for us.
People Always Look for Roots
Either we want to set down roots, find our roots, or cover our roots with dye.
Roots, like people, come in many shapes, sizes, and styles. Some are small, delicate, and easily damaged; others are larger, stronger, and withstand the passage of time and the inevitable battles that come along with life.
I am human.
A small, delicate root that would break off if I wasn't attached to another, more substantial one.
His strength, unfailing love, and grace, build me up when I would otherwise break.
As a mother who loves reading, and wants to instill a love of reading in my children, I try to keep screen time down to a minimum. However, there are still moments in our learning when an educational show can help teach a concept. Especially for my son who is a visual learner.
He doesn't always make the signs neon and flashing. Sometimes they're small and easily missed. There might even be signs you won't recognize until years later when you're looking back on the decisions you made that led you to where you are.
Friends, I'm sure I'm not alone; in a world filled with so many people, I can't be the only one who has this issue. We're all sinners who can't move past our need for control. We alienate ourselves, because we're afraid of rejection, afraid of not being "good enough" or "smart enough". We forget that He created us in His image; that He created us for a special purpose and will provide us with all the tools we need to be sucessful.