Above is a pic of my youngest daughter and me.
My Husband, My brother in Christ
How I Spend my Time
I was looking back in my archives... wow. I think I have a lot to say. I enjoy writing. It is a stress relief for me that I have not had much time for lately. I use to write everyday. But, ever since we began that university-model school for our children, I knew my schedule would drastically change... and it has.
I think the biggest challenge, as I have expressed to others, is balancing the high academic level schedule of the school with home remodeling (yep... still going on) and those injections for the MS (that still make me sick). I have learned, more so, how utterly worthless I become when I depend on my own strength. I have no choice but to desperately depend on my Heavenly Father for strength and wisdom through prayer, His Word, and Godly counsel.
I LOVE the school my children attend. I LOVE that they get to be home 3 times a week and only gone 2 times a week for their school schedule. I LOVE the dynamics of the school, their goals, the very gifted teachers; the fact that open, fruitful, God-honoring communication between the teachers at the school and the partnering parent-teacher at home is emphasized. The school has its cons, but the pros surpass them.
I find this school, in comparing our experience with public schooling and homeschooling, to work the best in preparing our children for college. Yes, the schedule can be rigorous, the academics demanding; but the assignments are, for the most part, not mindless, time-wasting fluff. Some of the classes already seem college-level (like the Latin) and I get concerned sometimes that the emphasis might be too academic. But then, when I step back after what can seem like a demanding, sometimes stressful and other times exhausting home teaching day, I can see that it is far more than academics that my children are focused on. I can see them growing in Christ. I can see our family growing closer together as we look to the Lord for our strength. I can see them serving and giving God the glory. We have our moments when I want to pull my hair out and bang my head on the wall... but then I realize how short my time is with them and it makes me thankful that they are home.
