Homeschool Journal…
I sit in front of my child student, repeating the same lesson over and over. This lesson that I believe, should already be known. I can feel the frustration mounting. I’m going down fast. Laying my head down on the table, I exhale long in an effort to keep wrong words from spilling out.
A few do trickle, ones that cannot ever be wiped back up. “You should know this. I do not have time to reteach you over and over the same lesson.”
And here I am, still learning the same lesson. Our homeschool days are laced with these moments more times than I care to admit. I fail, yet the Holy Spirit’s response is always gentle. God the Father does not cast me way in exasperation. Neither does the Son wash His hands of me, for He promised the work He began, He will finish no matter how long it may take.
In this homeschool, I am also a student.
It took Him just a day to make the moon and the stars and Jupiter and Mars, but He is still working on me.
And my day, which I try and wrap around meals, seems to wrap around me pressuring me to do more, accomplish more, measure against the world’s standards. My vision gets blurred, and I lose sight all too quickly.
And in like-God fashion, He speaks to my heart a wealth of wisdom found in an unlikely place — my student’s writing guide.
We often feel pressured to teach more content more quickly. This mounting pressure then overshadows the native curiosity and joy that originally characterizes learning. As homeschooling parents, we often lose sight of the education progress each year while we look at things that should not take precedence: our student’s peers, the skills our students have not yet developed, the plethora of available curricula, and college admission requirements. When we focus on these things, we quickly become overwhelmed with the task we have undertaken. — Classical Conversations Writing Guide
So my daily lesson plan gets filtered through a new list of objectives.
Today, and everyday, our one room schoolhouse will be…
A place where the love of learning is cultivated. <– Tweetable, eh?
A place where I pour out life into my children, instead of drain it.
A place where children are celebrated for who they are and not what they do.
A place where mistakes are an opportunity for God to display His grace.
A place where we will find God, so we may know God and make Him known.
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