As I prepare for a new homeschool year I’ve been thinking a lot about my life as a homeschool mom. I have two adult children now and two still in our homeschool.
As most Moms do from time to time, I’ve found myself reflecting back over the years, thinking about the fun things I did with my kids when they were little, the sweet memories that I’ll cherish forever, and the way they’ve grown and matured and then B-A-M! I get hit with all the things I think I’ve done wrong or all the ways I think I’ve failed them.
Recently a dear friend asked me to share what God has shown me through a recent time of stretching. Honestly, this time of stretching wasn’t as big of a deal for me.
I had to have a biopsy because my doctor suspected that I might have thyroid cancer and my 2nd opinion concurred.
There were moments when I allowed my mind to wonder “what if” and of course in the quiet of the night I would sometimes start to worry, but I quickly turned that into prayer and left it where it belonged, in God’s hands.
Please don’t think I’m some amazingly spiritual woman!
This was never my typical response. I’m a natural born worry wort, a pessimist, and negative thinker. At least I was, but something beautiful and amazing happens when you’ve lived in the fire for so long.
After suffering loss of many kinds and of my entire family living for over 9 years with chronic Lyme disease and other tick-borne infections, I’ve learned that I can trust my Father.
I’ve learned that even when I can’t see what the outcome will be that He loves me, He cares for every single little detail, He will turn the bad into something good and I can trust Him.
He provides when we let Him, He pours out peace like a river and He rescues when we need it most.
God shows Himself and His glory and His deep, rich magnificent love when we are poured out as empty vessels before Him.
Who would do that on their own on a good day? How do we even know how to do this when everything is going well and we’re self-sufficient? We can pretend and try to muster it up but are we really pouring ourselves out?
For me at least, it took the trials and the fire.
All those years of reading and memorizing scripture, sitting in church, and participating in Bible studies has laid this wonderful, strong foundation for me so that when I was tested God’s Word came to life for me.
His presence became real, His mercies became a balm and His love became my assurance.
In the end, my biopsy came back benign! Praise God!!
I carry this little paper in my Bible and used to read it often but now I know! I just know because of the fires I’ve walked through with Him.
May God bless you with His love and may you allow the fires to perfect you!
“In this you greatly rejoice, though now for a little while, if need be, you have been grieved by various trials, that the genuineness of your faith, being much more precious than gold that perishes, though it is tested by fire, may be found to praise, honor, and glory at the revelation of Jesus Christ”
1 Peter 1:6-7
Happy New Year!
In my last post, I shared how I came to use online homeschooling resources and found the encouragement and support that I needed. If you missed it you can pop over here and read it (Finding Homeschool Help Don’t Go-it-Alone.
It became a necessity for me to find help online because I was very ill with Lyme disease and I was struggling to keep up. Honestly, I was ready to throw in the towel.
Instead, I found a few amazing homeschooling websites that changed everything for me, giving me the encouragement and direction to keep going. I needed it, even more, when my kids became severely ill with chronic Lyme disease.
Thanksgiving is next week, are you struggling to find things to be thankful for. Do you feel like your life isn’t going the way you had planned? Do you feel like your body isn’t cooperating and the pain is sometimes just too much to handle? Are you wondering where you’ll get the money to pay the medical bills much less a turkey?
I can hardly believe Thanksgiving is right around the corner. I have been so busy I actually woke up this morning in a panic thinking it was next week.
The past few months have been filled with packing, buying a house, moving in, unpacking and getting settled.
It sure has been a whirlwind of activity. As usual, I tend to think a lot about my experiences and even try to recognize life lessons and what God’s doing in my life.
The older I get the more I find myself interested in personality types and human behavior. It could be because I’m a mom. I’m fascinated over how completely different each child is even though they have the same parents and brought up in the same environment. I’ve also been amazed at how men and women can be so completely different in their thinking and behavior.
I’ve found that people are either introverted or extroverted and can recognize behavioral choices and thought patterns that result. I’ve also seen how some are naturally grateful and optimistic while others, uh hmmm, tend to be ungrateful and pessimistic.
I often find myself fitting the latter category and despite my best efforts to be positive and grateful I find myself falling hard back into my natural ways. I usually say I’m a realist and cautious but if I were to be honest I do complain.
Our family recently moved into a home that my husband and I just fell in love with when we first walked through. Only a few short weeks after living in the house I found myself complaining. I don’t know where to put things, there’s too much to clean, will I ever get everything unpacked, I’m so exhausted, why do I always have to be in pain?
The basement leaked after a two day spurt of heavy rains from hurricane Patricia. I grumpily called it flooding but my husband said it was leaking and he went to work to clean it up. I even complained that the house is old, which is one of the things I wanted in a house. I’ve always loved older homes, I think they have lots of character and that’s exactly what we found here. Here’s the clincher, we prayed for this house and yet I still found things to complain about.
If you know your scriptures, you’ll remember the Israelites also complained, relentlessly to the point of driving Moses crazy and making God angry. Oohh, can we make God angry with our complaining? I believe so. He always loves us, just like we always love our children but when they’re ungrateful and complain we as their parents most likely get angry with them. We want them to be grateful.
With Thanksgiving fast approaching I’m reminded that God wants us to give thanks for all things, even the water in the basement, the grumpy kids and our chronic illness.
I’ve decided to be more proactive about being thankful, not just for Thanksgiving but that’s a good reason to start. Each time I’m tempted to complain or catch myself in the midst of complaining I’m going to instead give thanks. I’m going to remember the many blessings I do have and enjoy those blessings despite my circumstances. I might even pick up my gratitude journal and begin writing in that again.
How about you? Are you a complainer? What do you have to be thankful for that maybe you’ve forgotten. Will you join me in making gratitude a way of life?