This is the second of a two part series. You can read part 1 here.
Sometimes when I look back at the five years I spent as a homeschooler I am ashamed. I am ashamed of my horrible attitude and the stress and anger that were present due to that attitude. There were multiple times that I did whatever I could to get out of doing anything productive during the day. I was hoping (and thinking) that if I made life miserable for everyone Mom and Dad would cave and send me back.
This is from our trip to the Parthenon in Nashville, TN. We’re standing in front of the godess Athena.
But then I remember the good that came out of those five years. The deep Bible study that we were able to do on a daily basis. The field trips that we took where we were able to immerse oursleves in the history and have the place to ourselves for the day because the other kids were in school, declaring our birthdays as school holidays and my favorite was listening to the Little House series on audio book and camping out in the living room just becasue we could.
In the rocks at Stone’s River Battlefield in Murfreeseboro, TN. We almost got a free tour because no one else was there at the time…
Almost 7 years after they told me I wouldn’t be attending public school I am EMENSLEY thankful that Mom and Dad stuck to their convictions and remained dedicated to God’s leading and thier children’s education. There is so much that I was blessed to be able to do simply becasue I was homeschooled. I’ve learned that there more good memories of homeschooling than there were bad.
Pretending to ride in a wagon at Stone’s River Battlefield, Murfreeseboro, TN…
I can choose to look at the negative attitude that I had those five years and the consequences that came because of it or I can learn the lessons and improve upon the future. God has continued to work the truth of Romans 8:28 into my life. The lessons that I learned from my time as a homeschooler continue to impact my life daily. He has really taken that time of challege and turned to something great as only He can do!
A “Ribbon Cutting” ceremony to start the new school year…
“Brothers and sisters, I know that I still have a long way to go. But there is one thing I do: I forget what is in the past and try as hard as I can to reach the goal before me. I keep running hard toward the finish line to get the prize that is mine because God has called me through Christ Jesus to life up there in Heaven.”
Until next time,
This was the view from our hotel room…
Sunday we got back from our last convention of 2017. This particular convention is one of the largest homeschool conventions in the country. Our family has had the blessing of attending the last seven years.
I still remember our first year. The convention happened to fall on the Spring Break of my seventh grade year. There were thousands of people in attendance and the vast majority of those people were homeschoolers. I remember walking around being mad at Mom and Dad because I had a pretty good idea that I would become one of those homeschoolers. To be honest at that point in my life I wasn’t really sure what homeschooling was. I didn’t know how much it would change my life until later.
I was told not to tell anyone what I really did for Spring Break that year because Mom and Dad were only considering homeschooling at that point and they didn’t want me telling anyone in case it didn’t work out. Little did I know that a few short months later Mom and Dad would sit us down and tell us that we wouldn’t be attending public school that Fall. That was June 2010. I had no idea the difference homeschooling would make in my life both Spiritually and professionally. All I could see at the time was that Mom and Dad were totally ruining my non-existent social life and any chance I had of marrying my high school sweetheart (who was non-existent at the time…)
About 5 1/2 months after that announcement I would commit my life to Jesus Christ in baptism. I didn’t understand what God was beginning in my life then and how much my life would change as a result of my new relationship with God and my parents’ conviction to homeschool. Even seven years later, I don’t understand all that God is doing in my life. But I’m learning each and every day. Learning that the way Jesus sees me is so vastly different from how the world sees me. I’m learning just how much he loves me and that He is exactly who He says He is.
Being homeschooled those five years brought me a sense of freedom and joy. That’s why I started this blog. I want to share with you the lessons that I have learned and hope to continue learning about the great and loving God that we serve.
Until next time,