my wee lil ones…they’re beautiful!
I have been homeschooling now for 6 years! Seems longer. Seems reeeeally longer!!! Hahaha! But I have learned that even tho I’ve been attempting to school these wee lil ones here at home, they’ve been schooling me.
Prior to this entire idea of homeschooling entering my cranium, I was entirely too self-absorbed, impatient, loud, and really impossible! That’s not to even suggest that I am perfect now, not even for a nanosecond. But I have grown. And I do believe it’s been because of the experience of homeschooling. My level of patience now is far loving than 6 years ago. I seriously did not want to homeschool for the safety of my children!!! And that is not a joke!
Being a Christian, I am constantly trying to be perfected, not perfect, but perfected. Improving and trying to do a better job than the day before is a constant goal of mine. I fail miserably, but so have many wonderful people who excel at such wonderful things. In failing, it doesn’t mean we have to give up. But what it does mean is there’s plenty of room for improvement. And if there’s all this room for improvement, then we have all this room to grow and keep moving forward!
This whole mentality of moving forward and growing especially applies to my wee lil ones. Just look at them! They deserve the very best. And I don’t mean the latest technological gadgets or toys or whatever might make them squeal with insane delight…no, I mean the best behavior. Before I can expect a loving and kind behavior from them, I must, with God as my strength, perfect and expect some loving and kindness from my own behavior.
And if that means watching what I say, stepping on my own eggshells, controlling my anger, cleaning up my own room, taking the log out of my own eye, etc…then so be it, that’s a challenge I’m willing to take on!
I hope and pray us to grow into a beautiful garden. Sure they’re weeds, a few bugs, and a lil dirt…but it all works together, doesn’t it? A family that is a beautiful garden where I can sit and enjoy the loveliness and sweet smell of life, and gain even more beauty by learning and failing and growing, and repeating it once and twice and forth and back over again and again…well, that is my family, my hope where ibmama.