education, Homeschooling, Motherhood, My Walk, Parenting, The Kiddos

Homeschooling: The Right Choice for Us

We know that at this season in our lives, homeschooling (HS) is the way to go. I don't pretend to know what the future holds, or what God will place on our hearts at a later date. Right now, however, this is our great calling.

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People who’ve known me my entire life were surprised when I announced that at the end of my daughter’s first grade school year we were removing her from public school (PS), and beginning a new journey. We’d decided after a lot of prayer, discussion, and consideration that we were going to travel on the Homeschool Highway (which, by the way is an excellent book).

Our Reason

Many won’t understand this, but even more people will. As a parent it is our responsibility to do what is best for our children. In our case, we felt that included removing our daughter from the questionable curriculum, associations, and experiences she was having in the public school system. As a first grader she had become far more worldly than any six year old should be.

She and I had many discussions about what she wanted from her education, and honestly, neither her father nor I felt she would receive that in the public school environment.

Where public school is not necessarily *EVIL* and works well for many people, our goal was to allow our daughter the freedom to become so much more than we are. We wanted her to have the freedom to become whoever and whatever she wanted to be.

Where We Are Now

Not much has changed since we made the decision to pull her from public school. We knew then as we know now that during this season in our lives, homeschooling (HS) is the way to go. She is thriving, as is her brother who has joined her in a life of continuous learning. We’ve been on this journey for three years now, and it continues to bring blessings to our family.

I don’t pretend to know what the future holds, or what God will place on our hearts at a later date. Right now, however, this is still our great calling.

Have you made the decision to homeschool your children? What was the deciding factor for your family?

Blessings,

Sare

 

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The End is the Beginning

My daughter had her last day of school on Tuesday, as did many children. However, for my daughter she wasn’t just saying goodbye for the summer, with the promise of returning to her friends and teachers again in September. She was saying adios for good.

She has been excited for our new adventure, and this day just marked the beginning. Gone are the rushed mornings where there isn’t time for me to enjoy a cup of tea while she tells me about how she dreamed she was Princess Celestia (for those uninitiated readers, she is a My Little Pony–a show my daughter absolutely loves); or to relax for a moment over our morning devotions. Gone will be the need to immediately get dressed, to rush through breakfast, and to separate ourselves from each other for the next six hours.

Will there be a routine and things to get done, yes, but the rush to get out the door every morning will be gone. There will be time for bonding and connection, laughter and smiles, and sometimes, just sometimes, there will be time to make chocolate chip pancakes and sing silly songs before we head to the couch for snuggles and stories.

Tuesday might have been the end of First grade, the end of the official school year, and the end to her PS experience, but it is just the beginning of her chances for learning new and exciting things. For growing together as a family, for growing together with the Lord. It is just the beginning of getting to know each other a little more each day, to playing outside, and exploring the woods. It is just the beginning to field trips and adventures, and a whole world outside of a large building where the student to teacher ratio is too often 30:1.

Is this as exciting for me as it is for her? Definitely. It is also scary, because she has so much FAITH and trust in me, the instant and undying belief that I will educate her and she will learn. This is the same FAITH I’m putting in the LORD, who I believe has placed this intention on my heart. This is the path we are supposed to take, and it is the path we will walk together, each step as a family, with our FAITH and trust in our Heavenly Father. With Him guiding us, we can do anything.

“For we live by FAITH, not by sight.” 2 Corinthians 5:7

May the LORD bless you,

Sare

 

 

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Walking in the Desert with Jesus

Reading about Jesus' time spent in the desert, and how without fail He stood up to Satan and his promises of glory and power, has made me even more grateful to be a daughter living in the New Testament Times.

Our LORD, Jesus spent 40 days and 40 nights fasting in the desert. Something some might think He didn’t need to do. For instance, if I were to walk a mile in His sandals, and I knew I only had a few years to get my work done, I’m not sure I would have taken the time to go out into the desert alone. I would most likely have been trying to find all the right people to make things happen. I’d be out there putting up “Help Wanted” fliers, and searching out my Disciples–possibly eating as many chocolate cookies and cakes dipped in chocolate, and served with a side of chocolate, as I possibly could.

This of course, is just one of an unimaginable number of reasons why Jesus is Jesus, and I’m just a daughter trying to live my life in a way that would be worthy of His grace.

He went out into that desert because he was “led by the Spirit” (Matthew 4:1). It didn’t matter that He was on a time crunch, or that He already knew what His future held. He followed the Spirit, straight into 40 days and nights of hunger, only to be met on the other side by the slick serpent, Satan (now you try saying that ten times fast).

Reading about Jesus’ time spent in the desert, and how without fail He stood up to Satan and his promises of glory and power, has made me even more grateful to be a daughter living in the New Testament Times.

I’ve been doing some thinking on this, especially after Pastor R asked if anyone had been led to the desert, and what happened from it. At the time, I didn’t really have an answer. Especially since, I have never gone a week without food, never mind five weeks (and yes, I’ve got a tendency to be a little too literal. Something God is helping me with). I’ve realized though, that I do have an answer. Several, actually.

Being new to this walk, I don’t always see the proverbial forest for the trees. I don’t always see what is right in front of me. Not until much later, when, while doing what must be my 4,000th weighted elevator squat, the answer smacks me between the eyes.

Before my little family moved back to the PNW, we lived in a tiny little town in the high desert of Southern California. This place was often referred to as Satan’s Arm Pit. Not to be confused with Satan’s Butthole, Death Valley. This town was desolate, dirty, and lonely. The buildings were run down and the locals were mostly consumed by their need for Meth or whatever other drug they could put into their already ravaged bodies.

The four years we spent in that particular desert, were what I credit as my saving grace. They were my time of fasting. We had been placed there for a reason. I hadn’t heard the actual command to go there. I hadn’t even realized we were being led there. We went because that is where the Marine Corps sent us.

It was while we were there I realized something was missing from my life. There was a huge gaping abyss inside me that nothing seemed to be filling. I was thirsty, but I didn’t know for what. The day we found out we were heading back to the place I’d run from nine years ago (hello, liquid sunshine and evergreen trees), was the day a light went on inside my heart. That thing I was missing. That thing that would fill the black void inside me. It wasn’t a thing. It was a greatness, a joy, a forgiveness. It was God.

Obviously, I hadn’t been listening. God had sent my husband and I into a real desert, because I’m incredibly good a denial and God must have realized a figurative desert wasn’t going to be enough. I’d been blocking all His little nudges, all His taps on my shoulder. He needed me in that desert so that the blinders would fall off. It was that desert that led me to this path.

So yes, I’ve been in a desert. I walked that desert and came out the other side. I’m stronger for it, just like Jesus was.

We’ve all got our personal deserts to go through, just remember while you’re walking along those scorching dunes of sand, you’re not alone. You’ve been led there, and God would never leave you alone to navigate alone.

Blessings and Love,

Sare

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Nehemiah A Heart That Can Break

My church does a Women’s Bible Study every Tuesday morning, and for the last seven weeks we’ve been studying the book of Nehemiah. LifeWay offers the study guide, Nehemiah A Heart That Can Break (Kelly Minter), and it is an amazing book full of insight and humor.

At the beginning of the study we were asked what God had put on our heart, and I really didn’t know,  I wasn’t even sure how to hear God speaking to me. I just kept feeling that children were somehow involved.

Then, the other day as we were finishing up the course, after weeks of praying for a heart of compassion like Nehemiah’s, and asking the LORD to lead me in the direction I needed to go, I finally realized just how much what God had put on my heart had grown and BECOME something.

The LORD answers prayers, and even though he answered mine in a way I had never expected, (I’d been envisioning helping at soup kitchens or in the questionable parts of town where little kids and babies are so often in need), I knew immediately that he had spoken, and I needed to listen and obey.

My life for the foreseeable future is going to be amazing, and scary, and at times I’m sure it will be a battle. I’m also sure I’ll spend a lot of time turning to the LORD in prayer, asking for guidance and help. I’ll also be getting a lot out of my ONE word, FAITH.

So dear readers, keep my family in your prayers as we begin this new adventure with the LORD, and if you’re looking for an interesting and exciting study, check out Nehemiah. You won’t regret it.

Blessing,

Sare