When I started this journey over a year ago, it was daunting, to say the least. I really wasn’t sure I could do it. I mean, the thought of the responsibility for all that my children would learn, being in my hands, overwhelmed me. Good teachers, teachers who care and love and have a passion for helping children, are amazing and deserve our respect and accolades! I hardly thought I could measure up.
Then a funny thing happened. I realized I didn’t have to measure up. It’s not a competition. Instead of trying to teach in a certain way or be like that amazing teacher, I had to put my trust in God to navigate this journey. Now that doesn’t mean I don’t have to do my research, lesson plans, preparations, field trips, grading papers, science experiments (I’m getting tired just reading that J). Rather, it means if God has trusted me with this noble calling, then He will equip me to do it.
So in spite of myself, my limitations, my shortcomings, I homeschool. I homeschool because I am putting more than academics into my boys. We are studying Godly character. We have a lot of life lessons – we study how to prioritize time, how to make decisions on what is most important and why. When we’re all tired and no one can focus, we can take a break and go play outside, or head out the door to a field trip. We play together, talk together, have lunch together, think together and dream together. We study what intrigues them, and have time to research fun activities. We take vacations when the beaches are empty, and do science experiments at night. We stay at the free university called the library for hours, or make grocery shopping a time of math and critical thinking – why should we get milk instead of chips? We have afternoon cuddles and wonderful story times of reading. It is an amazing adventure.
It’s not easy. It’s not convenient. But I love it, and I’m so thankful for homeschool.