This post may seem like a stretch, but hang with me… And keep the music in the video below playing as you read the rest. 🙂
When Kent got his new company car last year it came with satellite radio. When we climb in on our date nights (dinner together at least once a month before we meet with our bible study group) he always turns on the Frank Sinatra station for me. It wasn't until my late 30's and 40's that I came to appreciate Frank, until then it was only fuddy duddy music to me. But now I love it, and it does something for our nights out. They are elevated somehow, they feel “grand”. I know that sounds kind of dumb, but maybe you know what I mean. When Frank is singing, and Kent is singing along, which he does very well, I'm reminded that we are living the life. This is our time. The time we'll look back on and remember that even in the midst of the daily stresses and the ever-present issues of not enough time or money for everything we'd like to do, this is it. Right now is the time to enjoy the moment and thank God for the unbelievable blessings in our lives.
As I've been reading through all the comments on my recent homeschooling posts, there have been many that thrill me to the core for the type of higher living I'm so excited to draw our kids into. The possibilities of where we could take them feel “grand”! Yes, some days will be tough and feel like drudgery, that's life. But even if I can bring them a fraction of the way toward the goals I'm shooting for, it will be much further than where we could've taken them had we stayed in the “system”. Not that it's impossible to do this if your kids are in regular school, many do it quite well, but for our family it wasn't working.
This comment from Mindy is a good example of what I mean:
“Children are not a container to be filled but a fire to light. Give them wings.”
Isn't that inspiring?
And this comment. Wow, I loved this comment from Kristina:
(It was in response to the post where I shared our decision to homeschool.)
“Kelly, This is our EXACT story. I watched my son's entire third grade year as all the innocence and wonder was sucked out of him and I thought to myself, this just isn't right. Add in that the school wanted to drug our son and THAT whole mess is what led us to WAPF (yay, real food!). Homeschooling is the best decision we have ever made. Our first year was scary and a bit isolated but I was blessed to find the most generous and loving group of homeschooling mamas this side of the Mississippi. Our son is thriving. His lust for learning is back. His “behavioral problems” are gone. My relationship with him is based on love and respect not “do a/b/c or you're grounded!” I could go on and on.
As for paths opening up, you're right, they will. Our family is about to embark on a year long journey in a veggie grease powered RV. People scoff and ask me, “What about the kids' school?” To which I smile kindly and reply, “Your kids may read about the Grand Canyon, but my kids will be riding a mule to the bottom.” There truly is no substitute for family, good food, and experiencing the mysteries of the world together. Good luck and God Bless!”
How cool is that?!!!
Lastly, I'll share something that I found through a blogging friend, Avivah, who writes at Oceans of Joy. Surprisingly, I'd never read this book before, and couldn't wait to order it from Amazon and read it to our kids…
So tell me, those of you who have been doing the homeschooling thing for a while, will I have more feeling “grand” days, or feeling like it's “drudgery” days?!