Well, I moved into our new place (new to us) last week on Fri. night. After being here a week I can now walk through the house and find most of the things I need. I have many boxes of books yet to unpack but I am waiting on brick and board book shelves to arrive and then I will feel really ready to take on the world.
I love being a homeschool mom. That is not to say that I always feel confident and happy with my calling but I have been reminded afresh that this is a big part of what God has made me for. I love sharing new things with my little crew. There are only five of the eleven still sitting under my teaching in a formal way. Chelsie (17) and Jesse (19) have graduated from high school but they too are learning now, more than ever. I want so much to provide a clean, uncluttered, peaceful, warm, friendly, fun, godly learning place for them. One of my favorite ways to learn is by reading something either in a book or on the web. I realize that there are so many other way to learn. One such way is discribed as hands on. Well, I look forward to doing some hands on this coming week. The kids and I are going to the caverns. I have never been there myself so, as is the case with much of my learning, I will learn it with them.
I went to many schools growing up the daughter of a church planter. Some schools and teachers were good and others, well, I won’t go there. Let’s just say there were some gaps in my learning. I am so blessed to be able to learn along side my kids. Sometimes we laugh and sometimes we cry but what a joy to do it together.
This week our daughter Hillary and her husband Terry went to Fla. to get a baby. They have had lots of ups and downs in their adoption process. Well, when they finally got close to arriving at the hospital after many hours without rest and much travel they discovered that it was all off. Our hearts broke as we heard from them every so often, a blow by blow of the entire process. Our youngest daughter espressed her emotions through tears. She sounded like we all felt, weeping and groaning. I wondered how we could ever get through. But we all were and continue to be comforted in our grief and disappointment by The Good Shepherd.
The Lord is my Shepherd. I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures. He leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul. He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for His name sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil for thou art with me. Thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies. Thou anointest my head with oil, my cup runneth over. Surely, goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord forever.