Sunday 29 November 2015

What I Really Want for my Children




“What do you think is most important for your children to learn?” 

This was the question I pondered during the nerve-wrecking planning stages of our homeschool journey. Like any good adventurer, I was researching and had been reading Cathy Duffy’s book, when I stumbled upon the question. Putting it another way, she asked, “If there were no laws requiring you to educate your children, what would you want them to learn anyway?”

Think about it; that is a deep question - one that cannot be answered frivolously. I posed it to my husband. It made us re-think the concept of ‘education’. What was ‘most important’? It was obvious to us, that the answer to this question would greatly influence the how and where of our children’s ‘education’. Not only would it affect our long-term goals for our children, but also it would touch the very fabric of lives - our daily interactions as a family. What is ‘most important’?


In my previous post, I wrote about ‘remembering never to forget’ with a focus on searching for the answers to the big questions ‘behind your beginning’.  I didn’t share with you then what I had found, what I had written those four years ago, what had had such a profound effect on me when I read it. But now, here they are, my friends – the answers to our ‘what’ behind the beginning of our journey.

I want my children to learn who God is and who they are in relation to Him.
I want them to recognize their need for a Saviour.
I want them to commit their lives to Christ and live lives of honour, integrity and loyalty.
I want them to understand and accept their God-given responsibility to care for the earth we call home.
I want them to know their purpose in life – to be in right relationship with God and to glorify Him.
I want them to appreciate the wonders of creation and the story of the world and their part in it.
I want them to develop a good work ethic and always strive to be excellent.
I want them to be able to read, write and communicate well.
I want them to appreciate the differences in cultures and peoples but know the importance of being set apart for God.
I want them to live without fear.
I want them to be fluent in another language.
I want them to be able to care for their basic needs – to be able to cook, clean etc.
I want them to love to learn – to love reading and discovering new things.
I want them to be trained in godliness… to know the ‘scriptures’ well and be able to apply it to their lives.
I want them to care for their bodies in a way that is pleasing to God i.e. healthy eating, exercise, rest and sexual purity.
I want them to know the power of technology but also how to control its effect on their lives.
I want them to know that they can do anything God has called them to do and that they should use their gifts to glorify Him.
I want them to know the importance of self-control and discipline.
“Whew!”  
This list had nothing to do with our 'method' of education - this was on a much deeper level. 
My dear husband also shared with me his desires for our children and although more succinct than mine, it clearly showed his heart for his children. His was a focus on the ‘old way’ – the classics, art, languages, music and communication. Here is what he told me – ‘I want my children to be well educated with a knowledge of who God is – saturated in the Word. Their worldview must be corrected – they don’t need to grow up to be rich and famous but they should have a high level of understanding of lots of things. They should be cultured with a high level of analysis – they should ‘know’ who they are.’

There my friends, is a whole plate - full of food for thought… and an opportunity to pause and remember never to forget.

What about you? What do you want for your children? For yourself? Why not take some time now – ponder it and write it down. It just might motivate you to renewed action. Remember there’s sweet, convicting power in the written word. 

Sunday 22 November 2015

Behind Your Beginning



Loss. Personally experiencing loss. Something about it changes the way you think, changes how you see the world… changes you. I lost my dad earlier this year, and in the days following his death, I had this nagging fear that I might forget… might forget certain nuances about him… forget the blessings experienced through his life and yes, even through his dying. And so I prayed, "Dear Lord, help me never to forget!" And I wrote. I wrote what I never wanted to forget. And in the writing, the healing began.

In the months following, I started seeing things differently. As I would go through my day, remembering all that I do, I sensed the danger of forgetting… forgetting the answers to the ‘big’ questions, the ones that really matter.

Within minutes of opening my eyes in the mornings, I would remember all that I do. I would have my quiet time, fix breakfast, iron clothes, get ready for work and school, aim to start my day on time. And as each day unfolded and I fluttered between the needs of my children and other responsibilities of my day, I would start checking off my lists. Grammar - check. Math - "Oh no! Two lessons behind." Chemistry - "What lesson are we even on?" The pressure would mount!  I would start strategizing how to get it all done. And then, I would see! By some miraculous touch of God, I would recognize that I had slipped into automatic pilot.



Oh, I'm sure you're the same.  Your day might not look like mine, but at some time, we all have fallen prey to living automatically, living without any clear intention or purpose.

But God, with his personal, gentle persistence, reminds me that if I fail to remember what I never want to forget, then doing what I do would be meaningless. So, I felt God nudging me to pause and remember. Remember the reasons behind my beginning.  

In this particular instance, remember what I wanted when we first started homeschooling. At the end of the first quarter of our fourth year, I paused and I searched for my ‘what’. I had to find it! I knew it was written down somewhere in the house. I just had to remember, at the start of this adventure what did I really want. 

But as I was searching, I felt God nudging me again, I had to go back further, further back than knowing what I wanted, further back behind my beginning. You see there were two other questions I needed to remember the answers to first. Two questions that were the foundation for everything else that I do. So here they are – the ‘big’ questions – the three W’s – the answers to which I don’t ever, no never want to forget.

Who am I? 

Why did I start on this journey? 

And what did I want?


Who am I? 
Remembering who I am reminds me that it is my journey... it may not look like anyone else's. Nor should it. It is mine. 

It also reminds me of who I really am - a follower of Christ – saved by grace - empowered by God. That's right, I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. (Philippians 4:13) This knowledge reminds me that the task before me is not insurmountable; it is totally doable. You see with God's power working within me, God can do much, much more than anything I can ask or imagine. (Ephesians 3:20

Yes, my friends, remembering 'who I am' is the first thing I want never to forget. Because you see knowing who I am, affects everything else, it affects why I do what I do, and what I really want.

Why did I start out on this journey? 
For me, it was simple. Well, not really, but looking back now it seems so. Following a series of events in our lives, we felt convicted that schooling our children at home was right for our family. We felt certain this was what God was calling us to do. Knowing why I started on this journey gives me courage to keep climbing the hills, trudging through the valleys, keep standing when I feel like falling - to simply keep moving forward.

And finally, what did I want? 
Four years ago, when we crossed the threshold into this new life of homeschooling, I had written it down. I had written out what I really wanted for my children to learn. So, I searched the house and I didn’t stop until… I found it! And I devoured it. Oh, the sweet, convicting power of the written word. 


What followed was a cornucopia of emotions. I was deeply humbled and grateful as I read what I had written, humbled because I saw my vast inability to accomplish any of these 'wants', grateful because I could see the hand of God blessing our lives. I felt fearful and excited, fearful because I wonder how will I achieve this, excited because I can't wait to see what the Lord will do. 

So I prayed, "God, help me to remember never to forget!" And as I prayed, I felt motivated. Motivated to give God thanks, to trust him and to keep my eyes on the target.

Remembering never to forget helps me to trust, be thankful and be targeted everyday. I can trust that the God who calls me is faithful and will complete the work he has started. (Philippians 1:6) I can trust that this planting of the LORD will indeed display his splendor. (Isaiah 61:3b) And I can be thankful. 

Yes, I can lift up my hands in jubilant praise as I give thanks for the blessings. And they are many. I see them ever so clearly when I remember never to forget. And finally I can target my efforts. Remembering what I really want gives incredible focus to my day. I can thresh out the grain and leave the chaff behind. I can focus on what really matters to me.

What about you? 
What journey have you embarked on? A new goal? A New Year resolution? Educating your children at home?  A marriage even? What did you start out with fervor? But somewhere along the way you have forgotten, you have slipped into automatic pilot and forgotten the answers to the ‘big’ questions behind your beginning. 

Today, as you go about remembering all that you do, I pray that you remember never to forget... never to forget the answers to the 'big' questions - the ‘who’, ‘why’, and ‘what’ behind your beginning. And may the remembering help you to trust, give thanks and stay targeted on what really matters to you.


Thursday 12 November 2015

Can I please press pause?




Can you hear it? 

I sure can! Sometimes, its symphony is deafening!

It's 10 p.m. Sunday night as I peer at the avalanche of books on my desk - several lessons still to be checked and planned; I look away wearily and trudge up the stairs, the pile of dishes in the sink is begging to be washed, I shrug and walk down the hall - there are clothes to fold and iron, everywhere I turn something or someone is needing my attention; and I I just want to press pause. 

Can I please press pause? 

Then I hear it again; the constant rhythm of time, beating like a drum in my ear, marching on incessantly, seemingly oblivious to my lack of preparedness, purpose or peace. Time waits for no one. I can't stop it; I can't press pause until I get my act together …until I catch up. Or can I?

Here's what the Lord has been laying on my heart, teaching me ever so gently and personally, I ‘can’ press pause… and as if time stood still I can be miraculously changed in the 'pause'. You see it starts in the mind, no rather in the spirit. No matter what is happening around me, I can pause - rest in the knowledge of God, ponder the truths of His love for us and 'power-up' or receive a fresh outpouring of His power.

pause  n. a temporary stop or rest, especially in speech or action;v. to dwell or linger (usually followed by on or upon) [dictionary.com] 
ponder  v. to consider something deeply and thoroughly; to weigh carefully in the mind [dictionary.com] 
power-up   v. to be instantly benefitted or receive extra abilities [wikipedia.org]


So, wherever I am, whether sitting by the bedside of my dying father, or steeling for another day filled with seemingly mundane matters; ceased by fear or held captive by frustration, I can simply pause… halt my thinking and dwell or linger on God. 

GOD… the unfathomable, all-powerful, all-knowing, self-existing, self-sufficient, ever-present, unchanging and eternal GOD. I can meditate on the being of God and rest in the knowledge that He will fulfill his purpose for me. 

And I can ponder. I can weigh carefully in my mind how is it that the Creator of the universe, the Maker of all things seen and unseen, the Commander of heaven’s armies, can be intimately acquainted with all my ways. I can consider deeply and thoroughly how God having searched me and known me can accept me just as I am and can love me with an ever-lasting, blood-shedding love… a love that hides me in Christ; how that because of his great love for me, God does not count my sin against me but has given me victory… the power to overcome. 

The thought that with God’s power working in us, God can do much, much more than anything we can ask or imagine (Ephesians 3:20) both astounds and humbles me. As the awesomeness of that privilege fills my mind, I can prayerfully accept being used as a channel for His power, and just like that, my friends, I can power-up and walk into the fray prepared, purposeful and full of peace. 




What about you? What's happening in your life right now? Do you need to press pause? 

Well, now you can! Go ahead, press pause.  It’s amazing what a pause can do!




Please enjoy You Are I AM by Mercy Me during your pause.