We’re on week 4 (technically) of our 15th homeschool year. I can’t believe we’ve been doing it this long and, true to form, we’re about a week behind. Already. If I were honest I wouldn’t be the least bit surprised. Life happens. A lot. We’re plugging along, things are going well and the kids are all learning (YAY! That’s not a guarantee you know!) We’ve already had some huge learning breakthroughs and are still struggling with other areas. It’s been a wonderful encouragement to see our decision to hold one child back a year affirmed by his overwhelming joy and enthusiasm for learning that is brand new this year. When you’re both the teacher and the parent it can be difficult to see exactly how things are going until you’re looking through the crystal clear glasses of hindsight. I am beyond grateful that, in my experience, I was able to see where we were with honesty and assess what needed to be done and have the confidence to do it without fear.
What’s turned out to be the biggest blessing has been my need to re-engineer his religion program (and that of his younger brothers, we’ve combined them all) because he did second grade last year, he got through the second grade Faith and Life curriculum (the religion program of choice in our home) and I felt, strongly, that a repeat of that particular subject, in that particular form, was just not necessary. So I spent hours (not even kidding, good.night. it was forever!) pulling this book or that book off the shelf, pouring over this syllabus or that for ideas and crafts etc. to incorporate into the ebb and flow of it all. Finally I settled on what looked appropriate for the wide range of boys I was teaching, challenging and encouraging each beautifully.
This week (which was really last week, if you recall) we started (and will finish) reading God’s Love Story written by the Poor Clares. We’ve gotten to Jesus’ miracles and how much He loves us and how He shows us His miracles to prove not only WHO He is, but that He does love us so much. We finished, the boys seemed to enjoy the book and the discussion and as we were climbing down off the bed (what? Is there any better place to talk about God’s love than on a pile of pillows on mom’s bed? I think not!) the sweet boy looks me in the eye and says, “Before I become a saint, I am going to pray that God will let me preform some miracles, like St. Blaise or something. It would be really awesome. I bet He would!”
What a blessing for this mother’s heart! “Before I become a saint”!! What an amazing joy to hear your son say that is, in fact, his goal. My heart was so full, at that moment, so beautifully full! Praise God that I listened to his nudging and followed what He put on my heart for my son’s education, or we would not have had that beautiful moment to share.
God is GOOD!!!