When you clicked on this blog, you might have been thinking, “What? Is this about phone marketing?”
While this entry is not about receiving endless political or retail phone calls, this article is about receiving a calling of another type: a spiritual calling.
I was afraid to start homeschooling. I had been praying about it, thinking about it, talking to people about it since my son was 2 (he is 8 now), and I had not been able to make a final decision. I was totally afraid.
Would homeschooling ruin my life? Would it ruin my kids lives? Could I teach them? Would they listen? Would I go plum stark raving crazy?
As my son got older the feeling inside I had to home school him didn’t go away. I desired to center his life around our home, around his family and to educate him daily while exposing him to our values as relayed through the Bible. And…he was getting older. I was afraid that before I knew what was happening, he would have flown the coop and I would have forever regrets.
So, in the summer of 2012, I finally put pencil to paper and started planning. And I quickly became overwhelmed at the thought of being responsible for my children’s education. The pressure mounted and I caved.
I even decided, no, I would not do it. When I told him, he was sad. “You can do it mommy!” he said.
Ugh. Okay, back to square one.
So, then it hit me. I am not doing it alone.
God would be with me.
On my weak days, He would be with me.
On my tired days, He would be with me.
On my disorganized days, He would be with me.
He would be with me.
And I said, “yes.”
The week I went in to remove my kids from the public schools, I had some serious heart palpitations, but, I promised myself, that if it all became a royal mess, I allow myself the grace to say, “I tried, and it just didn’t work.”
So, fast forward to three months into the school year and I am happy to report that I am sincerely happy. The boys are happy too. We have discussed the Revolutionary War, rocks and gemstones, volcanoes, done endless crafts, mathematics and even some geography. Andrew even won second place in an essay writing contest put on by the local historical society!
And me? I am alright.
Super busy? Yes, yes.
Pleased and content? Thank God, YES.
I am so grateful to God for the faith he allowed me to grasp on to in order to make this decision and furthermore, I am grateful for the Grace he has me clinging to in order to make it every day.
Jeremiah 29:1,1 Message
“I’ll show up and take care of you as I promised and bring you back home. I know what I’m doing. I have it all planned out—plans to take care of you, not abandon you, plans to give you the future you hope for. When you call on me, when you come and pray to me, I’ll listen. When you come looking for me, you’ll find me. Yes, when you get serious about finding me and want it more than anything else, I’ll make sure you won’t be disappointed.” God’s Decree. I’ll turn things around for you. I’ll bring you back from all the countries into which I drove you”—God’s Decree—“bring you home to the place from which I sent you off into exile. You can count on it.”