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Feb
18

ruminations regarding time

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Last year was an eventful one for our family. We had our lives turned totally upside down, with my husband’s running out of work, which led to our having to sell our home last summer, and then, while leaving most of our stuff in storage, we relocated to a new city for another job opportunity which has so far mostly dissolved into disillusion and disappointment…

Meanwhile as Chris applies to job after job (over 60! so far, the last of which he found out had over 1900 applicants, and he was doing good just to have been in the top 5% who got an interview!), we are living in limbo, this faith-engaging transitional season with no known end yet in sight, and though we are thankful for our temporary month-to-month rental, I am so ready to be settled again, to feel at home.

According to Mirriam-Webster, the word limbo is derived from the Medieval Latin word limbus, which means border:

2 a : a place or state of restraint or confinement b : a place or state of neglect or oblivion <proposals kept in limbo> c : an intermediate or transitional place or state d : a state of uncertainty

And though it may sure feel like a sort of purgatory, as any bona fide Believer who’s spent much time walking with our Lord will tell you, times like these are simply a part of growing, a time meant for teaching us to trust Him, a time to receive strength in our weakness… We are His Church, His Beloved Bride whom He loves, His children whom He disciplines, and teaches. In this knowledge, I do rejoice and take heart, knowing that this time has great potential!

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Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. If any of you lacks wisdom, he should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to him.

~ James 1.2-5

In many regards, it feels like our lives are somewhat on hold, as we’re still living off of dwindling equity money, praying for an income as we’re waiting on Adonai to multiply our efforts, and bless Chris with a job, wandering in a wilderness of sorts, wondering where Adonai Yir’eh (The LORD who sees; Gen. 22:14; Adonai sees and knows all of our needs intimately -rendered in the KJV & transliterated as Jehovah Jireh) will lead us. However, we are finding unexpected blessings along this way as well…

For instance, we’ve been enjoying all of the extra *home-time* we’ve had together this year, since we’ve been uprooted, and transplanted, hesitant to become too involved locally, knowing we may be moving, yet again, at any time. Without such busy days, and all of the extra-curricular activities that we’ve had going on throughout our weeks in years past, the kids and I have found so much more time for creating, reading more books aloud together again and just for playing together as a family, etc. Chris and I have been drawn into studying the Word together more, and we’ve been so much more consistent with our family Bible times again too. This whole school year has seemed like a sabbatical of sorts for all of us, a special, hidden, safe time… a time to re-group and re-calibrate, check our bearings and prepare for the journey that lies ahead (homeschooling highschool?! next year, for one), whatever that may be.

In the midst of all of this change and uncertainty, I think that we have found extra comfort in just being *home* (together) more, and the extra down-time that it’s afforded us to homeschool- here, at home… not having to rush here or there, and not having encroaching schedules and deadlines from lots of extra-curricular/outside activities limiting nor interrupting what we’d otherwise like to be pursuing has been nice for a change. Of course, those times we’ve had so much going on have been wonderful too, and it will sure be nice to get involved in a lot more again, all in due time, as there’s a lot of activities that I/we have been a part of that we miss and would like to get involved in once we get settled again. However, I was somewhat surprised last month when my kids declined my offer for us to get involved in a local homeschool co-op here this semester, saying that they’d rather not, “because we’re liking just being home more and having more time to do stuff here”. Interesting, I thought, as the weight of some (apparently needless) self-imposed guilt over all that we’d left behind lifted.

Yes, I have just simply been so blessed as I’m rediscovering that indispensable resource that we as busy mothers and homeschoolers so often find ourselves short on… time. This continuity of uninterrupted time at home has been invaluable, allowing us to re-discover and pursue some interests, to fine-tune our homeschooling rhythms and to just find that thinking spot again. I’ve gotten more organized (which granted, is easier to do with less stuff!), and have been pleasantly surprised to hear our two oldest children exclaim to me numerous times that this has been our “best homeschool year yet”! Wow, really?!

The Lord has been answering a prayer that’s resonated within my soul for years… Regarding time and money, I am choosing to listen to the Master, who gives faith, by which I am trusting my Messiah. He is teaching me an invaluable lesson.

Teach us to number our days aright, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.

~ Psalm 90.12

Our greatest homeschool resource is not money- to buy all of the books on our wish-list, or season passes to all of the museums we can visit, it’s not music lessons, nor the latest, greatest co-op or curriculum… it’s simply TIME. We all have it. Time to spend together, to apply ourselves to learning, reading, laughing, creating, listening, sharing, time for choosing when we should be putting the world aside to spend these preciously short days together with our children, as well as time for knowing when we should be jumping into our extended community with both feet!

I’ve been reminded that our kids really do value time spent with us, their parents, more than anything else right now… even as a tween and a teen. Imagine that?! I’ve also been reminded that our LORD is ever-faithful, and He knows what is ultimately best for us, and is always working on our behalf (if we’re truly seeking to make Him LORD of our lives, our time and all of our other resources). I’m learning that no matter what life brings our way, we always. have. time… so long as we’re breathing. While I sometimes find myself grieving over wasted time, I’m relieved and thankful for time anew this morning, today… hopefully tomorrow. Time together with those I love, such a boundless gift.

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I’m finding myself praying for wisdom regarding my/our use of this invaluable resource on a daily basis… that I would choose wisely how we spend our time, because it is so fleeting. One thing I’ve seen over the years, is that the Lord’s BEST for someone, for a family, can sure be circumvented by a whole lot of otherwise GOOD things. And naturally what is time best spent for each and every family will be different. There’s no cookie-cutter formula/answer on this one. Nope, it’s something we must each carry to God in prayer, individually. I’d venture to say that this task of time management is also one of the most important lessons we’ll teach our children… One of those lessons they’ll learn by way of habit, and are more likely to catch from watching and being with us, rather than from anything we say. Sometimes, that’s a scary thought, huh?

One HUGE area in my own life where the Lord has been dealing with me regarding my own personal time-management issues (’cause I’ve got issues! lol), which is also fatally tied in with my own personal biggest hurdle/regret as a parent, has been my idolatry selfishness over-indulgence with time spent on the computer. There. I said it. What started out so innocently years ago, soon morphed into an addiction for this often overwhelmed, self-indulgent, non-disciplined, obsessive-compulsive stay-at-home mama chicky. It was subtle, and confusing too, since so much that was redeeming, necessary and good was tangled up in what was not.

My own addiction was particularly bad during a time of depression that I went through a few years ago (though I didn’t recognize it as such at the time)… however, I can now see that part of it was good too, since I was writing and sorting through things in a way that I wouldn’t have, had I not been blogging… So you see, I’ve personally found that there are no easy answers here, but rather a need to be prayerfully guarding how I spend my time, each. and every. day.

Balance is key, and your family is probably a pretty reliable gauge. Pay attention to them and what they think or say about how you’re spending your time, both individually and together as a family. Pray about what is healthy and most profitable, rather than simply permittable… That’s a hard one, it’s where I’ve been here recently.

For me, this computer issue is a love/hate thing. Honestly, realizing how much it’s robbed me of precious time with my family already, time that I gave away, not appreciating its real value and fleeting nature for what it was/is has made me consider nixing it altogether, killing the blog, dumping facebook, etc. Instead, I’ve opted to just be more vigilant, resisting the urge to feel obligated to anything else before my family. I’m more careful now, more disciplined and really just more over it. ;-) I’ve come to love computer sabbaticals, and am consciously guarding my commitments made very carefully, both online and “in real life”.

And it is with this in mind that I thought to share the following with you, which really struck a chord with me, from Spunky, over at SpunkyHomeschool:

Mom’s on the Computer (or not) …a song I recently rewrote (with apologies to Harry Chapin) as an intro to my upcoming workshop, iHelp for the eHome – learning to stay focused and use electronics and the Internet responsibly in an era that makes it all too easy to twitter our time away.

Mom’s on the Computer (to the tune of Cat’s in the Cradle.)

My computer arrived just the other day,
It came on the porch in the usual way
So many blogs to read and games to play
My child learned to walk, while I twittered away
And he was talkin’ for I knew it, as my friends list grew
He’d say I’m gonna be like you mom
You know I’m gonna be like you

And mom’s lost on the computer, lettin’ dinner burn
Little boy wanders, he just wants to learn
When you getting off mom?
I don’t know when, but we’ll get together then
we’re gonna have a good time then

My son turned ten just the other day
He said “thanks for the wii, mom, come on let’s play”
“Can you teach me how it works?” I said “Not today”
“I got a blog to write” he said “that’s okay”
And he walked away while the computer never dimmed
He said, “I’m gonna be like them, yeah”
You know I’m gonna be like them

And mom’s lost on the computer lettin’ dinner burn
Little boy wanders, he just wants to learn
When you getting off mom?
I don’t know when, but we’ll get together then
We’re gonna have a good time then

Well my son came home just the other day
iPod in his ears, while he texted away
“Son, I’m proud of you, can you sit for a while?”
He shook his head and he said with a smile
“I’d really like to Mom, but talkins’ not my thing”
“Check my status, for what’s happening”

And mom’s lost on the computer lettin’ dinner burn
Little boy wanders, he just wants to learn
When you getting off mom?
I don’t know when, but we’ll get together then
You know we’ll have a good time then

Well my blog’s retired and my Facebook out-of-date
My son texted, “Hey mom, I just can’t relate”
I said, “I’d like to see you if you have some time.”
He said, “I’d love to mom but skype if you don’t mind.”
“You see my website’s down and my workload just grew.”
“but it’s sure nice texting with you, mom”
It’s been sure nice texting with you.”

And as I typed “c u later” it occurred to me
He’d grown up just like me
My boy was just like me

Embracing the adventure,

This article was featured at The Homeschool Post on Feb. 17, 2010.

Feb
01

{365:19} snow

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Today the sun was shining brightly, beckoning us out of our warm little abode… and so we bundled up and headed out into what was left over from the 6″ of snow we’d gotten on Friday.

My little snow princess loves to eat snow…

She kept taking off her little knit gloves too. How I love those pudgy little fingers.

After exploring our winter wonderland today, we went back inside, took a nice warm bath, ate some home-made chicken noodle soup, read a book and then we made snow-cream! It’s been a beautiful day.

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I remember my Mom making this when I was little. It fascinated me…

Snow Ice Cream

4 cups snow
1/2 cup milk
1/4 cup sugar
1/2 tsp vanilla…
Mix everything but the snow together, pour over snow and stir to get it mixed and smooth! Enjoy!

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Jan
31

{365:15-18} wholesome wintry wonderings

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Teach us to number our days aright, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.

~ Psalm 90.12

sourdough crumb

{365:15} Crumb of one of my first two sourdough loaves, which were a bit too *sour*… I think that I must have had too much of the mother starter in this batch… Hopefully it’ll do better next time around (tomorrow).

doodles by her hand

{365:16} Doodles by her hand… my beautiful daughter’s hands, distracted and lovely, before beginning her history tales for the day. Homeschooling, cozy and relaxed, just how we like it!

If a child is to keep alive his inborn
sense of wonder, he needs the
companionship of at least one adult
who can share it, rediscovering with
him the joy, excitement
and mystery of the world we live in.

~ Rachel Carson

Nathanael

{365:17} Our oldest, our son… I can hardly believe that he’ll be turning 14 next month?! *sighs* How I love his strong-hearted, gentle-spirited self. The years have just slipped away so quickly. I am more deliberate with our time than I used to be… Learning, hoping, praying to number my/our days, that I/we may gain a heart of wisdom… Memories shared.

Every m o m e n t captured, sacred.

Holding the past close enough to remember, yet relinquishing it long enough to see them grow, to know them now… It’s a mysterious, measured balance, isn’t it? Today is full of treasures. Time’s a gift, yet it so often seems to me that it takes back faster than I can receive… Makes this mama’s heart ache with the knowing, with love, hopes, regrets and expectations. Small bits of wisdom seem to crystallize in life’s wintry seasons… I’m noticing.

Realizations of all that matters, swirling through me, elusive and gently as these falling snowflakes. Days, with all of their dreams and discoveries, disappearing even as I reach out to catch them, to touch them. Quietly piling, and then melting away, forgotten… Oh, life is precious, feeble and yet, eternal.

Whispering kisses… Moments lasting long enough to marvel at their exquisite perfection… like snow crystals.

Like snowflakes, only seen if you look closely, and hold gently.

Such a Creator.

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{365:18} Yesterday we got 6″ of snow within two hours, and then sleet. Today it’s a melting, mushy mess…

Pretty though, and cold.

It is a wholesome and necessary
thing for us to turn again to the
earth and in the contemplation
of her beauties to know
the sense of wonder and humility.

~ Rachel Carson

Chris left today, with N and T, dropping them off to spend this wintry weekend with friends up in the TriCities, where we used to live, while he continues on up into PA(?!), where he has an interview on Monday for a job with a good company. Samson, baby S and I are here at home, waiting in the snowy quiet… keeping warm and wondering what will come of all this anticipation. What will be the final word to end this suspense, this roller-coaster ride of the last year? It has been a very hard year for us, challenging and stretching in so many ways, yet good and bountiful too.

Teaching TRUST, forgiveness and perseverance.

Last week, the kids told me that it’s been our best homeschooling year yet… and we’ve just been staying home mostly. Imagine that? Life has slowed down, and we’ve all needed it to. Regrouping. Reading, writing, creating, talking, hoping, dreaming, praying, playing, laughing, and even crying (and not just the baby).

Just being: t o g e t h e r… Rediscovering.

No appointments, nor co-ops or classes, not much out and about, besides shopping, check-ups and the occasional getting together with some local friends here and there, for fun and fellowship, playing and celebrating together on Shabbat, birthdays and the holidays. I offered to join the local homeschool co-op here, get to know some more locals, just adventure out. N and T both said they’d rather not, which surprised me, a little. They’ve been happy and content with where we are, accepting. I’ve sensed it. For that, I am endlessly thankful, and relieved. They’re feeling the limbo too, just waiting to land. I’m so proud and blessed to see how beautifully they’re handling all of these changes.

Our lives have remained in this transitional phase, since we sold our house back last summer. I’m ready to get settled somewhere, soon I hope… to pack up our few things we’ve brought to this monthly rental, retrieve the rest from storage, and head out… to wherever it may be that Abba leads us, even if it’s way up further north(east) than we ever thought we’d be.

He knows. I trust Him. Waiting… and wandering wondering.

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Dec
06

first snow

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Since we moved further south a few months ago, relocating from the very NE tip of TN to where we are now, in SE TN, we really didn’t expect to see snow this year. However yesterday I was shaken awake by a very excited 10 year old girl, eager for me to get up and behold the white wonderland just outside our windows.

“It snowed last night!”, she exclaimed, eyes shining brightly…

Savannah couldn’t wait to out there in it either. She and Tabitha had a great time, as did Samson (the dog) and Dad even joined them for a short little snowball fight. It was already starting to melt by the time I got out there to take some pics, and Savannah kept taking her hat off! Nathan (home-body that he is!) didn’t even want to go out and “get cold”, since he’s “seen snow before”… Oh, pfft. He’s such a teenager, already! LOL

It was so cute later, when Savannah, looking out the window, realized that the snow was “all gone”, and was puzzling over where it went. I tried to explain… Good times!

Click here to see the rest of our pics from yesterday.

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Dec
01

nurturing readers

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A few weeks ago, I’d posted an interview with a 13yo homeschooler (my son), who is now an avid reader, on my blog. I received this comment from a reader, Lindy:

WOW, what a great kid you have there. And you know great kids come from great parents. Good job!!! I am trying really hard to be a family of reading. My daughter Genesis (9 years old) use to love to read, but now she dreads it. I keep getting books for her hoping that one will spark her interest. I’ve made it a requirement that she reads a chapter before getting online or TV. I just don’t want her to hate reading, which right now she does.
Any tips? ;)

This is something that’s brought on a lot of thought and prayers for me over the years… years that I sure didn’t feel like I was doing a “good job”! This question of how to go about nurturing readers, especially when a child doesn’t seem very prone to reading on his own perplexed and intimidated me. Yes, I can honestly say that teaching our oldest son to read was like this big hurdle in my mind… I just knew that if I could get him reading well, the rest would come! It didn’t even occur to me then that he might not like reading much, once he’d learned. I too bought books that laid around unread for years before they were *discovered*, which yes, eventually… they have been!

OH! … and what an insurmountable task it seemed to me, looming before me like some mysterious quest that I didn’t know exactly how to embark upon, to teach my oldest child to read. I think the simplicity of it really eluded me… that teaching phonics, and then nurturing a genuine love for reading, isn’t really so difficult as I’d inadvertently built it up in my mind as being, and so in many ways discouraged myself before I’d hardly begun. That however, is the curse of a perfectionist, and I digress… Yes, this journey has definitely taught me as much as it’s taught my son, about perseverance. It really does simply take a little bit of consistent effort, and time set aside every day.

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Our son was not always nearly so enthusiastic about reading as I was, nor as he is now, unlike his younger sister, who’s been a bibliophile from the time she was five and started reading on her own, stressing me out over on the opposite end of the spectrum because I hadn’t taught her those phonograms yet and she might get all mixed up!

Yes, with all of the fumbling, planning, worrying and learning that I’ve done over the years, I think that I’m finally starting to realize that my kids are learning not because of me, but rather in spite of me. Laughing… Seriously though, there are a few things that I do believe I’ve done right in the way of nurturing our up and coming readers, which may even warrant my passing along to you, and so I shall.

Nathanael & Tabitha enjoying their scheduled reading time together.

Nathan used to moan when I’d give him a book for required reading that seemed to him like it would require too much effort, or didn’t catch his attention immediately by way of its title and cover. Oh, how often I did fret over his seemingly delayed readiness to even learn how to read. And I emphasize seemingly because I soon learned that I was gauging his readiness by the wrong standards: I was judging where we were by my own preconceived expectations and self-imposed time-line, rather than by his…

I do believe that starting with a solid phonics program is the key to giving your children a strong reading start. However, at the same time, I also think that it’s important that we don’t rush them, forcing something before they’re ready. If we want our children to love reading, we should be sensitive to their readiness, because they will eventually be ready and want to learn!

We took it slow, beginning to learn basic phonics when he was six, and progressed steadily from there. Let’s just say that it was not his favorite thing to do, and so I persisted at an easy pace, sometimes only five minutes a day (per what I’d learned from my plethora of reading teacher materials), and eventually I turned it into game-time, which he responded most readily to (in second grade). That’s when it all begin to click for him…

Here is an excerpt from an article that encouraged me immensely in the earlier years, to relax… to pay more attention to him, than to my own fears of failing him.


Better Late than Early
An Excerpt from: Homeschooling for Success
How Parents can Create a Superior Education for their Child

For younger children, the emphasis is usually on building a solid foundation in reading, writing, and basic math. Where schools believe in starting formal learning as early as possible, most homeschoolers believe in delaying formal studies until the child is seven or older. This allows the child to mature physically and emotionally before she is asked to sit down and study.

Dr. Raymond Moore and his late wife, Dorothy Moore are probably the best-known advocates of the later-is-better approach. The Moores’ 1975 book Better Late Than Early summarizes research supporting their contention that children are not psychologically ready for formal learning until age eight to ten. They suggest that waiting allows children to gain the maturity and logical skills necessary for formal work and prevents them from becoming frustrated and discouraged by attempts to handle material they are simply not yet ready to understand.

It is quite common for homeschooled children, especially those using a flexible homeschooling approach, to learn to read as young as three or to delay until age eight or nine. This may seem like a shocking idea, but boys in particular are often not ready to read until they are seven or older, and they quickly catch up to the early readers.

Because of the individualized nature of homeschooling, late reading is not a handicap as it might be in a conventional school setting. Schools rely on text-based instruction, but “late” readers at home simply learn through other means, like watching educational TV and videos, asking questions, and observing the world around them. Also, since the child is not labeled as “slow” or put into the slow reading group, their self-confidence and self-esteem does not suffer. The child will grow into an enthusiastic reader, and thus view reading not only as a tool for obtaining knowledge or keeping up with others but as an enjoyable activity.

Raising a lifelong reader is very different from just teaching a child to read. Approximately twenty million people in the United States can’t read. Another estimated 40 million read at a fourth-grade level. While these are unacceptable numbers, there is another reading epidemic in this country. We’re a nation of “alliterates’”, which means we know how to read but we don’t read. A 1999 survey showed that only 45 percent of citizens read more than a half-hour every day—that would include all reading from fiction to newspapers to work-related materials. While the two hours of television the average American watches each day factors in here, could our nation’s lack of interest in reading have something to do with the way we are taught to read in school? Is it because we assign reading (instead of letting the child choose) and require book reports? Book reports in the second grade? Record numbers of children are forced to read before they are developmentally ready. Thus, reading continues to be an unpleasant experience for most of their school career. Unless a reading problem is involved children learn to read when they are ready. It is developmental and not synchronized to meet an educator’s timetable.

The best advice is to teach your child to read when they are ready, regardless of how young or old they may be. {emphasis mine.} Reading specialists have observed that children display certain behaviors when  they are read to read.

Click here to read the rest: Better Late than Early: An Excerpt from: Homeschooling for Success, How Parents can Create a Superior Education for their Child

Also see: Better Late Than Early: A New Approach to Your Child’s Education

I won’t bore you (well, not in this post anyways) with a list of all of the reading curricula that I read for my own edification, some of which I then *used* on him as I designed my own eclectic reading program! However, I will share with you what I think nurtured him along the most regarding his going beyond merely learning how to read, to his eventually becoming a real READER: someone who picks up a good, living book, of his own volition, and reads for his own pleasure and edification… often. {Oh, GLORY day!} This didn’t happen really until he was about 11 years old. Don’t get me wrong, he’d read a few good chapter books before then, but only because I’d required it.

I’ll never forget the day that Nathan actually thanked me for making him read a chapter book on his own, which “turned out to be interesting, after all”, but only after he’d done a lot of grumbling before starting it. Imagine that?! This was also when he got his “don’t judge a book by its cover” lecture. Good times!

He was nine, turning ten years old that year. That was also the year that I started having him read a harder, more challenging book aloud to me regularly as well (both were required reading for our AO, Year 3 program). Actually, we took turns reading it, and it was divided into short portions, scheduled out over a period of many weeks, which kept us both plugging away at it together, without being overwhelmed. That was all that I required of him though at that time, reading-wise, besides some short, regular poetry readings, and occasional read-aloud sessions from his McGuffey, both of which he actually loved! Over the years, he’s learned to trust my selection of books, and isn’t so quick to snub a book I require or merely suggest.

I will say that besides the Moores, the writings of Dr. Ruth Beechick and Charlotte Mason offered me the greatest encouragment regarding the teaching (or rather, facilitating of) reading at the time. Now I’d like to offer a few tips for nurturing your own readers, much of which I think is somewhat intuitive.

The worth of a book is to be measured by what you can carry away from it.  ~James Bryce

Nurturing Readers~ Some tips from our Reading House to Yours!

  • Make reading to your children often a priority, from the time they’re babes, even on into their teens. Be selective with this reading time, choosing quality, living books full of great ideas, worthy of your child’s imagination and ever growing curiosity regarding their world.

Daddy read-aloud time, spontaneous and on his terms- outside!

  • Make a point of incoorperating narrations into your daily reading routines early-on, and continue as the years progress. This, in our experience, has been an area that easily gets neglected. Every day, we begin again… I have fond memories of Nathan and Tabitha spontaneously planning and reenacting quite a few tales with their stuffed animals. There are so many creative ways to include narrations in one’s reading routines. Narrations often happen naturally as my kids’ enthusiasm for something they’re reading about just spills over naturally, and they want to tell me all about it. I’m often having to consciously set what I’m doing aside to tune myself into what they’re saying. These spontaneous narrations often will then turn into great discussions too!
  • Require fifteen, then twenty, and eventually thirty minutes of comfortable (reading level-wise) silent reading each day, from a book that’s part of your “studies”, literature supplemental to your history studies maybe (what we call our “school books”- which are simply the ones I’ve scheduled). Now that they’re older, my kiddos read more, but this was a good starting point in their early elementary years. Practice, practice, practice… a little bit each day, just like the phonics lessons that got them there.
  • Require your children to read aloud to you each day as well. I cannot overstate the value of this discipline enough. It’s not only provided hours of wonderful memories for us, but also allows me to hear what we need to work on, clarify phonetic mispronunciations and gives your children needed practice with enunciation and elocution, an invaluable skill.
  • Be patient. Continue to read good books to them, even once they’re reading fluently on their own. Keep your shelves stocked and tables strewn with more of the same, and they will read… when they’re ready, what they want to (along with a few things you’ve *suggested*, or required via their other studies, to challenge them).
  • Be a discerning reader yourself. They will learn by seeing you, and eventually will emulate you and will even want to read what you’re reading- just last week Nathan asked me if he could read my book when I was finished. He’s also forever reading news and geo-political stuff over his Dad’s shoulder. Get yourself some good book lists to refer to over the years, as you make purchases, create a PBS wishlist, or go to the library. I had to learn what books I was even looking for, since my own education (unfortunately) didn’t include much in the way of good literature. I’ll include some of my favorites at the end of this post.
  • Provide plenty of *easy* books for them to read, along with magazines, with lots of engaging pictures. These will nurture that symbiotic relationship that’s just beginning between your children and their books early on. I must admit that though we avoid it for the most part, I’ve even allowed a bit of twaddle over the years (Magic Tree House series comes to mind here- I think the kids checked every single one of those out from the library one summer), as well as some of those Illustrated Classics. Catherine Levison has a great article here defining twaddle, which is the literary equivalent to junk food, and you want to avoid, for the most part. My son read and re-read a huge collection of Ranger Rick mags that a friend’s daughter had given us. I remember him piling a new stack of these well-read, falling apart magazines on our bed each evening… Nathan has also LOVED the Usborne World History and Time Traveller books, BIG time, and has read them front to back many times over the years! Last year he devoured Oxford’s First Ancient History, which we’d bought him as a gift, seeing as it was a step-up from the Usborne history books that he’d loved so much. He’s also enjoyed Hakim’s History of US series, which we’ve gradually attained via paperbackswap.com, and has led to some interesting discussions. Nathan will often choose history books for his evening free-reading time, and it has been a joy to see this interest of his grow and blossom over the years. His other all-time favorites have been our myriad collection of picture Bibles. In the last couple of months I have been thrilled to find him snuggled in bed with his grown-up NIV, “reading about David”! It was really hard to tell him “lights out” those nights.

Tabitha and Nathan settled into their nightly reading-time ritual in Mom & Dad's bed.

  • Allow your children an extra 30 mins. to an hour of time after “bed-time” to sit up and read, before “lights-out” time. It works! Our kids have been doing this for years, and it’s become a very important time to them. It’s also a time that Dad will often snuggle and read to them, or myself, once the baby’s in bed. I’ve also allowed them to do drawing or copy-work (yes, per their request) during this “quiet reading time”. Since Chris and I usually stay up well after they’ve gone to sleep, we’ve often allowed this time to be in our “big bed”, which enabled Nathan and Tabitha to be together, and facilitates snuggling so well. One year we read through The Chronicles of Narnia together, a chapter or two a night. It all started when I announced that we had to read the book before going to see the movie, The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe when it came out in theatres. Once we finished that first one, the kids just wanted me to keep going. Now that they’re older though, and their baby sister is sleeping in our room, this time is spent in their own bedrooms. Everything in it’s time. You will find what works best for your family.

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  • Don’t over do it. Remember that you want them to enjoy reading. Less really can be more, in the long run. If your children seem sincerely overwhelmed, lighten their load a little bit, so long as you’re confident they are putting forth their best efforts. That’s all that matters, that they’re learning, growing… paces will vary.
  • Help them find good books (and/or articles online even) about topics that interest them.

Reading or laundry? Hmmm... yeah, I'd choose the book too.

  • Don’t be afraid to tell them no, and make them wait for some books. I did this with The Hobbit, a book that Nathan wanted to read for years before I’d let him, before he was ready. The cover jacket of this book tantalized him to no end, and the inadvertent anticipation this created was worth its weight and wait in gold. When I did finally relent, a couple of months before he turned twelve, he gobbled it up within three weeks, over our winter break, right before starting the LOTR trilogy. Yes, I’ll never forget that holiday break, when I did the homeschool-mama-happy-dance all around the house, while he spent the month immersed in mature books, of his own volition, and *off* from school-work. Now, he’s reading The Hobbit again (per his own request) at a much slower pace, as it’s scheduled into his weekly AO readings.
  • Allow them to take their school-work/reading books outside. A change of pace is always nice, and the outdoors invigorating… especially when one has good company. :-)

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  • Get an iPod and load it with lots of great audio books! We’ve done this for the last couple of years, and it’s been such a blessing, not only in catching my slack (having had a baby has really cut into our read-aloud time!), but in providing constructive listening time on long road trips, or as a reading aid for more difficult books. Librivox.org is my favorite place to download free podcasts (chapters) from. We’ve found many of our schoolbooks (classics, in the public domain) available there.

Audio books on iPods make read-alouds fun and convenient, anytime, anywhere!

  • Siblings reading to each other and even helping with the teaching is also a great reading encourager. How blessed I’ve been to awaken in the mornings to find my son reading to his younger sister, all quiet and snuggly in his room. These are wonderful, precious times and my two older ones are already anxiously working with reading to our toddler!
  • Watching the movie made from a book is always a treat around here too. My kids love to critique movies according to their books! Recently they were very impressed by a documentary that we watched, “Exodus Revealed” which incoorperated a lot of archaeology verifying the Israelites’ being in Egypt and their Exodus, which we’d just been reading aloud about again. They were fascinated! We watch a lot of documentaries around here, and I highly recommend Netflix as a great educational supplement. We supplement much of our history and literature readings with great movies.
  • Last, but certainly not least, is the fundamental importance of LIMITing screen-time for your kids! At our house, this “screen-time” includes tv, computer and video-games time . In the past this has been fairly simple for us, since we haven’t owned any gaming devices, besides a few educational pc games, and our *vintage* atari game(s) that Chris bought off of ebay years ago. This will be changing soon though, since the kids’ major gifts year will be gaming devices. Yikes! :-) We’ve limited screen-time to the point that it’s just an understood fact of life around here, and will remain so even (especially) once they get their new gaming devices. Chris and I are looking forward to all of the many educational aspects of the gaming world too. We haven’t had cable tv either, except for a year that it was necessary for our high-speed internet connection, and then they had to ask permission to watch certain shows, didn’t have free-reign of the remote, and tv time was limited. Period. They have a set amount of computer time to use each week, and we have a system where they sign in and sign out, so as to keep track of time they’ve used online. Thus, when our kids get “bored”, or have down-time, they often reach for books, rather than vegging out in front of a screen… It’s worked for us. Just last night Nathan was wanting to start a movie at 10:00, and I said “no, it’s too late, but you can read…” So he chose to start the book he’s “been meaning to read for awhile now”, The Swiss Family Robinson, and is immersed in it today, grabbed it and snuggled up on the couch first thing this morning. Thoughtfully placed boundaries are beneficial for our children.

I do hope and pray that you are encouraged! Even as I did these (mostly mundane) things that I’ve listed, and we plugged away little by little with our humble reading routines over the earlier years, I often felt defeated and discouraged, like I wasn’t doing enough… However, now that my older children are ten and thirteen year olds who relish reading, I can see that it was all just a matter of t.i.m.e., and their being individuals who progress at their own rate, in their own time. There is no formula, because homeschooling is living and learning together, daily. We are not educating with a cookie-cutter mentality, therefore I do believe that the reading journey’s dynamics will be a bit different for each family, and even with every child within that family… naturally.

Book Lists from which to glean~

  1. Ambleside Online (see book lists under each year)
  2. 1000 Good Books List
  3. Simply Charlotte Mason
  4. TruthQuest History
  5. Twaddle-Free Literature by Grade Level
  6. A Book in Time
  7. Sonlight
  8. Veritas Press

And lastly, I’d like to leave you with a little nugget of advice from my 13 year old homeschooled kiddo, when asked during his interview what changes he might suggest to homeschool teachers,

I think a lot of parents over stress themselves, thinking they have to be up to standards or up above public schooling when they first begin home schooling because they hear that home schooling is better. This makes it to where there is too much stress when they try to teach just like a public school. That is the glory of home schooling because that most of the time the student gets to choose some of his or her assignments and subjects for the day, to have input.

So, there you have it folks… Relax, read with your kids, and enjoy the adventure, since it’s every baby step along the way that will get you there!

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There is a great deal of difference between an eager man who wants to read a book and a tired man who wants a book to read.  ~G.K. Chesterton

Please share with us what you’ve done to nurture your own readers and any tips you’ve picked up along the way in creating a reading house within your own home.

Embracing the adventure,

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Nov
10

something new

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Something hilarious happened this morning that I just had to write down and share with you… My girls and I were eating Dove chocolates (today’s my birthday) and reading the foil wrappers. Tab says to me, “Aaah Mom, Savannah’s says ‘Dance like no one is watching.’!” She dances ALL the time, we call her our *dancing girl*, so that was lovely.

Then she asks me what mine says, “Try something new today.” I tell her, to which she quips back, “Yeah, like letting your kids NOT do any schoolwork since today’s your birthday! LOL”… as she’s opening her own chocolate. Smiling, I ask her, “Well… what does yours say?!” In a faltering voice, she answers, “‘Never stop learning.’*humph*…figures!”

It was just TOO perfectly funny. And then her next one, which she expectantly unfolds, “Wonder what this one says, ‘Instead of complaing, try and find the solution.’” Bwaaa-ha-ha-ha! You should have seen her knowing, bashful smirk. And for the record, I’m only having her do her copywork and we’ll share one of our history read-alouds. Nathan’s only doing his math and reading he’d do anyways, just because he likes to read a good book! I’m so nice, it feels like a holiday around here- for everyone… trying something new today… This seems like a great family birthday tradition, to officially decree all birthdays a family holiday! We’ve done this before for the kids’ birthdays, but not for mine and Chris’s, and Tab asked that we make it official for all family birthdays. So we are!

Since it’s my birthday today (though I can hardly believe I’m turning 36?!), I’m eating coconut cake (a well- established tradition amongst the brew*crew is that I make a special, per request cake for whomever’s b-day it is), drinking some coffee (with lots of cream), and later having a little wine Chris brought home from a local winery, playing online today… may read my book, maybe watch a movie, or play some games with the family this evening too.

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I’ve been especially loving that after a full week of gorgeous, sunny days, we’re getting lots of mellow rain today. I love rainy days at home- cozy. This morning I woke up to the gentle sound, thanking the Lord for a rainy day, His gift to me. However, the best gift of all has been love lavished on me by the hearts of my adoring, wonderful family today, cards, letters, foot massages and kisses… the best gifts a girl could ever have!

What birthday traditions do you and yours have?

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Jul
18

A is for Awake, B is for Balloon, & C is for Compact

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A is for Awake!

We were pleasantly surprised this morning when a friend and neighbor of ours woke us up to let us know that a hot-air balloon had just landed right in our front yard!?! What FUN!
As you can see, baby S, who only moments earlier was soundly ASLEEP in our bed, was now wide and excitedly AWAKE! Along with the rest of us, she was really enjoying all of the BALLOON festivities going on in our front yard  as the balloon landed here around 8:30 a.m. this morning, bringing with it a caravan of fun and followers! Click here to read more about this annual Fun Fest Event: Hot Air Balloon Rally, which this year, came to us!

B is for BIG Balloon!

Yeah, that is one BIG BALLOON, isn’t it?! I wish that I’d have had my camera on me when I first ran outside to see it, and it was just landing, hopping along with the fire blasts still going inside of it. It was a spectacular sight to behold, for sure!

C is for Compact!

Wow, can you believe that the entire balloon will actually fit inside of that large bag there?! Yeah, it did and it takes six strong men to carry it once it’s all in there too! What a fun way to wake up this morning! It’s not every day that a big ‘ol hot air balloon lands right in one’s own front yard, along with all of the excitement it brings! If I had been fully awake, I would have had the presence of mind to have gotten my kids to stand in front of the balloon, for a great pic! But no… alas, I was still only half AWAKE, and yet half ASLEEP!

This post is my first entry into the “A B See Photo Meme” over at The Post!

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Jun
28

the many unknowns of relocating…

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I have really been struggling with this whole moving thing these last few days… all of the unknowns looming larger on our horizon as our house’s closing date approaches (and simultaneously SO thankful for THAT answer to prayer!). I deliberate over what to pack where and how to label boxes so that I can find stuff and retrieve it from storage if need be, since most of our stuff may remain in storage for awhile. All the while, I’m trying not to agonize too much over what books to keep out, and how long others will possibly be stored away… not to mention whether or not we’ll even be somewhat settled by next Fall, as I’m hoping.

I’ve also found myself realizing how very much I’m going to miss this old house, with all of its roominess and custom renovations, a luxury that I/we most likely won’t have again for quite some time. I’m hoping and praying that our temporary living arrangements- whatever they may end up being!- have transitioned to a more settled, permanent situation/home by the Fall… but who knows if that’s gonna happen? Least of all- us! Mentally, I think that Chris and I are both preparing to live life more like nomads for awhile, and I’m vascillating somewhere between totally freaked out and expectantly excited.

I’m really not too surprised though, since we’ve been here before… on the verge of a move, and not really knowing where, when or how we’ll land. We’ve lived here in this enchanting corner of the world, NE TN, for exactly five years now. Before this we were in central FL, temporarily- for only a year- while most of our stuff remained in storage, after being relocated from our previous year-long stint on the Gulf Coast of MS. We’d moved there quite spontaneously after having settled in central FL for the first half of our marriage thus far. We really did think that we’d be staying here for the long haul though, as we do so love this area.

Yesterday Chris returned from a short trip to Chattanooga, just to check out the area a little bit more. We’re really just looking all around the Chattanooga area for a nice piece of land to buy, but are trying to stay within about a 30 min. drive radius from town. However, the price range we’re looking for a house at will be considerably less than the one we’re currently living in and are selling. Our only debt right now is our mortgage, and we’re wanting to replace it with a monthly bill of about half of what it is now, which puts us in the range of $70-$80k max (or even less if we can find something acceptable, with potential). Since Chris can fix and build just about anything, we’re assuming we’ll find a good deal on something that will need some work but has lots of potential.

Though we could technically probably afford something more expensive, we’re wanting to buy very conservatively, knowing that the economy is not getting any better and the Lord is leading us to prepare accordingly- and live simpler, that our way of living and homeschooling, with me staying home with our kids, may be maintained in tumultuous years to come. Obviously, having as little debt as possible is going to be nothing but blessings. We have such a beautiful place here, with lots of room, etc. that I’m really struggling with giving up, but at the same time, I’m realizing that any sacrifices made will all be SO worth the mental relief Chris and I will have in the long run, once we’re on the other side of this move and he doesn’t have so much financial burden to carry from month to month. You know what I mean?

I’m thinking that whatever we end up with is probably going to need lots of work. Chris has even mentioned possibly just buying some land, moving a camper trailer onto it for us to live in temporarily, building a big, metal storage building for all of our stuff to go in, and then building a house himself (with the help of loan and some sub-contractors, of course). Also, we’re hoping to find something with at least a couple of acres (preferably more), since we’ve gotten used to having a little bit of elbow room land-wise, and really do appreciate our privacy. We even prefer less house with more land to vice versa.

Overall, what’s got me worried the most I think is this upcoming immediate transition period… wondering if there’s really enough room for us to stay with our generous friends while we look for a house? I’m a quiet-type person, and am used to a peaceful, usually quiet home environment… which wouldn’t be the case where we’re going, with so many people (and kids) in such a small house. Although it would probably only be a week or so that we’d actually be sleeping in their home, will we make it? LOL Yeah, of course we will… but it’s just these and so many more unknowns that would drive me crazy if I let them… which I won’t. Crazy is not an option. Yet. :-)

NOT knowing, or rather- not thinking one knows (for do we ever really know what’s around the corner from one day to the next?) where one will be living next month, but only that it will be temporary, really does cause one to lean harder on their faith (as well as the local libraries)… I’m finding myself praying more and needing to find that quiet, sacred space from which to TRUST in YAH a little more completely. Every. Single. Day. For truly, whether we acknowledge it, or not, He is our complete sustenance.

You will keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on You, because he trusts in You. Trust in the LORD forever, for in YAH, the LORD, is everlasting strength.

~ Isaiah 26.3-4

Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God; and the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.

~ Philippians 4.6-7

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Nov
13

bringing good things to life~

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I haven’t participated in this meme before, Blogger Friend School, which provides a weekly “blogging homework” theme. As I was browsing through some of the amazing blogs listed over at the HSB Awards, I clicked onto this week’s theme for the BFS, and was totally inspired to join in, since it goes hand in hand with thoughts and observations I’ve been having here in the last couple weeks anyways. Technically, I believe that the “assignment” is supposed to be posted on Tuesday?, but in my natural way, I’m posting mine a day two days late!

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The passion to sing, the passion to draw, the passion to build, the passion to ride, the passion for reading, the passion for nature… the list is endless. Some children exhibit their passion from day one, others need an experience to spark that passion.

Assignment: Share a field trip/lifestyle learning experience where you really felt you were bringing good things to life for your children, where something came alive for them, or ignited a passion.

This is something I’ve been thinking about a lot lately… the facilitating of that passion to learn, to build and to creatively express ones self; that desire to grow and to become something great that’s within us all, my own children specifically, manifesting itself in so many various talents. As a parent and my children’s primary instructor, it’s important to me that I culture their God-given abilities and desires, bringing these good things to life, if you will… while at the same time realizing that I truly am not taking the lead… in that it’s not all up to me to conjure these up in my kids. Rather, I’m watching, listening, and waiting on the Holy Spirit to show me their intrinsic giftings, and praying for His guidance as I plan our studies and their activities.

As I’m doing my best to daily immerse our kids in an engaging learning environment and introducing them to a variety of inspiring subjects, I am delighted to be discovering their passions with them, and comforted in the remembrance that these precious soul stirrings and that ultimate quickening of their spirits towards Him are all individual workings of His Spirit within them, as we’re learning to walk out His Word in our lives together, and therefore not solely dependent upon me, nor anyone else. I need but tune in to them, and especially their Creator, while keeping my eyes wide open to the opportunities abounding in each moment as we journey together each day, lest I miss those small sparks that would ultimately kindle their passions and thereby could someday even dictate their very livelihoods.

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I have found that with our oldest daughter, 9yo T, who is my “go-getter”, this is an easier thing to recognize; her passions. She talks about it, and initiates doing stuff working towards that end on her own. When she’s inspired, the results are much more extravagant and obvious than when our 12 yo son, N is impassioned. He tends to discover passions (like writing, dance, reading a certain book, horse riding) after I’ve suggested he try something out. Lately I have been fascinated over the inter-connectedness of their blossoming personalities with the opportunities they’ve been offered thusfar in their young lives. I’m left to wonder over how beautifully it has all worked together… and question which came first, a specific passion or was an experience the catalyst of curiosity turned to desire? I’ve been musing over what the ramifications of these truths could be, not only in my kids’ lives, but in my own as well.

And we know that for those who love God, that is, for those who are called according to his purpose, all things are working together for good.

~ Romans 8.28

It’s certainly a mystery profound how the Sovereign Lord choreographs our very lives, nurturing those seeds of talent He placed within us, even as He knit us in the womb, while simultaneously allowing the free-will of our individuality. It’s caused me to consider the weighty responsibility Chris and I have as parents to introduce our children- His children- to a wide array of possibilities, directing them toward His truths, and presenting them with an assortment of rich ideas for their minds and hearts to grow upon. Gradually, I am learning to recognize when the “education” is doing its work within them, and to therefore not snuff out the tiny flames which seem yet so insignificant by my own lofty unrealistic adult-perspective qualifying standards, set mostly by pre-conceived ideas of how learning “should look”… Meaningful learning does not necessarily mean a finished *project*. I’m learning to look with my child-eyes again.

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For instance, the other day when T showed me the language she’s creating for the characters in one of her stories, my first teacherly-Mom thoughts were along the lines of, “well, that’s not a real language… why should she be wasting her time and all of that good language interest and energies with this when we could be working on our Latin or Hebrew?” Thankfully, in the next instant, I realized that I was witnessing a beautifully genuine representation of this child’s love for language and passion for writing. And so the thoughts I expressed to her were those of encouragement and “why not?, how clever!” and musings over the inceptions of various languages.

But that was not the only challenge along these lines that either one of my kids have thrown at my feeble mind in the last couple of weeks. Last month N, who’s been taking guitar lessons for just over a year now (that was his own inspired idea, which he faltered in when it came to the monotany of daily practice), announced to me that he’d like to come up with his own song to play at our co-op’s end of the year student presentations ceremony… I immediately had to shush my overly-conservative, doubtful-of-his-being-ready-to-do-that thoughts right up. After months of laboring resistantly through daily practicings on his guitar, he’s made it over some kind of mental hump, and now usually plays daily (without my having to tell him to!), and tells me he absolutely loves it. He was also greatly inspired by the movie August Rush. As we’re driving home from his lessons, he often tells me excitedly of what he’s learning, and how encouraging his guitar teacher is. Just last week his instructor told him that he could play his own songs without having any music written out(?!), and could even learn to play chords he hasn’t yet formally learned, just by intently listening to a piece of music and then copying what he hears. Imagine that… I am so thankful for the many wonderfully inspiring people that have been God’s vessels of instruction for our kids  (and myself) over the years, what evidence of HIS faithful provision! On so very many levels, this whole parenting/homeschooling business has been such a growing experience for my own faith levels.

And I know that I’ve mentioned here before of how my daring daughter gets these crazy inspired ideas to do things that are much bigger than any goals I’d ever set for her. I’ve seen how God has been faithful to send others into our lives to facilitate dreaming and passions that I could not… but I’m apparently a slow learner. Usually my first (natural) impulse is to caution her and help her to pare her visions down a bit, set her sights more realistically… but her fervor and insistence that she can and has already counted the cost of a conceived endeavour has once again inspired me, and as I’ve let go of the reigns I had moments before fearfully rationally tightened my grip on, I’ve been further delighted to see how God has sent others to come along side of me/us to see that her fans are flamed and help set her on the path to accomplishing these fantastic goals that I couldn’t have orchestrated or provided for on my own, let alone have even decided upon.

Once again, this week it seems that another request, prayerfully offered up by a girl with bigger faith shoes than I can fill has been fulfilled by a generous Father.

Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows…

~ James 1.17

T has praise in her heart. She loves to put on worship music and dance before the Lord enthusiastically. It’s something that I’ve enjoyed doing with my kids since they were babies in my arms, twirling together with hands lifted high. T told me on Monday that she’d like to choreograph her own dance to a Third Day song and perform it at the aforementioned homeschool co-op student presentation ceremony. I gulped down my doubts, astonished at her brevity, again. She proceeded to explain her plans to me, and I just nodded along as I listened, knowing better than to discourage her resolve. “I’m going to ask Mrs. Jamie (her dance instructor- that’s another testimony we have of His great provision for us- scholarships for dance lessons) to help me with my moves and figuring it all out.” “That’s a good idea.” “Okay then, you’ll have to wait for me a little bit longer after class so that I can talk to her about it.” I agreed. And after her dance class ended on Tuesday, I watched as she gingerly approached her teacher, holding her passion close, encased in a dream that she proceeded to share with a trusted confidante. To my great surprise and delight, Jamie agreed to help her and meet with her a half hour before her class, every week- for free! I went back and checked with her myself after T told me, just to make sure it was really alright! Is that crazy-generous, and just like God, or what?! Needless to say, T is so excited about it that she’s on fire now, and has asked a dancing friend that we carpool with to join her in the dance! She’s been busily drawing and dancing up her choreography plans. Here’s what she’s got so far:

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I tried getting some pictures of her dancing, but she wouldn’t cooperate.
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She did, however, allow me to take some pictures of her practicing on her violin. This – her opportunity to play the violin this year- is another story of her aspirations met by the willing Hand of Providence.

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T has wanted to take violin lessons for years. I believe that the desire was probably first sparked sometime in her toddlerhood, when we spent a great deal of time with friends, whose then highschool daughter played the violin beautifully. She would watch and listen to her play intently every chance that she got. She began asking for lessons a few years ago, but we couldn’t afford private violin lessons, and neither Chris nor I can even read music (something which both of our children are now learning to do quite well -without us!).  As I do, I told her that I would join in her praying that if it be His will, that He would provide an avenue for this opportunity for her. Then last year, we were blessed with the means to pay for N to have the private guitar lessons I mentioned above, and she so wanted the same. She confided to me of how she was struggling with jealousy and I reminded her that he too had been waiting for years for music lessons. Her time would come… and to be patient. Meanwhile, she decided to master her recorder and used the book that it came with to teach herself to read music and play quite a few folk songs. She joined a class offered at our co-op for the recorder, and took heart in my reminder not to despise small beginnings.

Then, to our delighted amazement, a wonderful lady decided to teach a strings class at our homeschool co-op this year, specifically violin and cello. T was beside herself with excitement over this opportunity to finally learn to play her instrument of choice – the violin. Now… if only we had a violin. I prayerfully sought the Lord, trusting Him to provide this too, knowing that with Him in it, it would all come together. Chris and I knew that it would have to happen cheaply to be feasible for us. Then towards the end of last school year, it came up at our Bible study with some friends that T was so glad to be looking forward to taking a violin class at our co-op, and since this friend had played for years, we asked her for suggestions concerning our finding a used violin for T. To our thrilled astonishment, she offered to loan T her own beautiful violin for as long as she needed it.

Time and again I have been blessed to see God’s orchestration of timely provision for our children’s passions, in both their inceptions and continuity. As their Mother and primary instructor, I find rest in knowing that it is not up to me to bring all these good things to life in their worlds,

‘ Not by might nor by power, but by My Spirit,’
Says the LORD of hosts.

~ Zechariah 4.6

but rather I am just an open conduit of His loving kindness and purposes for each of them, His unique creations.

“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”

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Memory Verse: Philippians 4:8

In conclusion, brothers, focus your thoughts on what is true, noble, righteous, pure, lovable or admirable, on some virtue or on something praiseworthy.

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My blog here was actually nominated in the HSB Awards for “Best Unschooling or Eclectic Homeschooling Blog 2008“! so if you feel so inclined, I’d really appreciate your vote! …though I hardly feel worthy to even be listed among so many wonderful homeschool blogs! There are some really GREAT homeschooling blogs listed there in ALL of the categories so be sure and check them out! You WILL be inspired and encouraged, I know that I certainly have been subscribing to some new favorites! Be sure and check them all out, and then VOTE for your favorites! ;-)

This article was featured over at Christian Unschooling on Nov. 18, 2008.

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25

livid in the library

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**Added disclaimer: Please note that this post contains material that is inappropriate for children to read. Other than this one post, my blog is entirely family friendly.**

I just returned home from our local library, where I’d taken the kids this afternoon, to pick up some history tales and biographies. It was a disturbing visit this time, a first for me at this library… I’ve come to expect that we’ll (obviously) sometimes be faced with plenty of contrary opinions in such a public arena of published thoughts, and the ensuing questions that then result from our visits have usually been fodder for great discussions and learning opportunities. It just goes with the territory, right? Fine. and. Dandy. I’m just glad that I didn’t have to discuss this one with the kids, though I did with the librarians… but I’m getting ahead of myself.

So, after I’d stacked baby S’s stroller high with the books on my list, I wandered down past the “Junior Biographies” section, heading over towards where my twelve year old son N was, near the children’s computers. I was just passing my nine year old daughter, T as she was searching for a book “about Arabian horses”, when, as I strolled along, contentedly enjoying the warm*fuzzy learning vibe the library always brings us, I happened to glance over at the shelf next to me, a bit below my own eye-level, and thereupon: did a double-take. Huh?! What’s that book laying there sideways, where someone else (a child?) has presumably hastily discarded it (in embarrassment, perhaps) SAY?

It glared back at me unapologeticaly, with bold red letters, reading Boys and S*x. Huh? That’s a bit pointedly blunt, even for a secular book about s*x education for young (ages 9-12, according to Amazon) kids, isn’t it? It almost sounds like a game, doesn’t it? Well… this book certainly attempts to be the instructional manual, apparently treating it as such. I almost put it back in line with the other books, to at least hide the double-daring title, there being very young children around and all. But then, thick as it was… I wondered, just how much is there to be said on this topic anyways… and to children at that?! And so I hesitantly picked it up and, looking around to make sure that my kids wouldn’t see me blushing, nor the offending title, opened it randomly to just past the middle of the book… curious, and upon seeing who the author was, even filled with an expectant dread.

I am not queasy, nor naive, when it comes to talking about purity, and the opposite s*x issues with our kids… Well, maybe I was a bit woozy at the thought at first, before we broke the ice… Come to think of it, there’s a funny story there I have yet to blog about. But I digress, will have to share that in another post. Anyways, our 12 yo son has had “THE talk”, which has now become more of an on-going dialogue. We’re pretty casual in conversing about the birds and the bees (as well as the enemy’s distortions, debasements and attempted marring of our God-given s*xuality) as necessary and questions are asked around here, though always respectfully. Our 9yo daughter knows as much as she’s interested and ready for as of yet. S*x is good, it’s a beautiful thing within the Biblical parameters of a loving marriage, life-giving~ literally, as our Creator meant it to be. So, let the record show: I’m not afraid when it comes to parents teaching their children about these matters.

Even so, I was not prepared for what I read, regardless of the fact that I’d knowingly made note of the fact that the author is none other than the co-author of The Kinsey Report… Kinsey having been a *ahem* shall we say- disturbed, degenerate, pedophile/pseudo-scientist, credited with normalizing the s*xual revolutuion, and legitimizing h*mos*xuality. Yeah, well, apparently, this book I held in my hand, that my son had just walked right by moments before me, is a children’s version of another book Pomeroy had co-authored with Kinsey himself. Um, yeah…

Where was I? Oh yeah, what I read… but I can’t tell you all of it anyways, since this is a fairly family-friendly blog, and I was tainted all day having read it, especially considering its intended audience. Grieved in my spirit… Let it suffice to say that it was quite descriptive, giving detailed directions (more graphic than even a diagram could have been) as to how a “teenaged boy” can m*st*rb*te to find pleasure after “he has been left unfulfilled by his partner”…or if willing, how his partner can give him fulfillment (after explaining that this meant to have *rg**m) by doing it for him?!

At this point, I was standing there in disbelief, trying to pick my jaw up off the floor. I was just plain stupified, but not so much that it was there – in print, written to children (as sad and twisted as that is, it’s a sign of the times, I’d given mental assent to that already, one does tend to get desensitized) but more that it was right there, in our library, mere feet away from my children who were innocently perusing the very shelf I’d snatched it from. And I couldn’t believe what I was reading, p*rnographic smut, right there in my kids’ section of the library. Did I say that already, “the children’s section”? Had my son curiously opened it up and read the little snippit I’d just read, his conscience would have surely been violated. That quick.

I was livid. In that moment today, the realization – that the battle for our children’s hearts is being fought every day – was crystallized for me in seeing how close to home this strike was aimed. As I stood there, holding one of the enemy’s weapons of choice in my own hands, I was reminded-once again- that in this world, there is no escaping the darkness that pervades the age, it’s everywhere. The destroyer, the enemy of our children’s souls is alive and well, and his handiwork is peddled as educational- even at our own little town’s library… I had let my guard down… Upon second thought, no, I hadn’t let my guard down, I was very watchfully aware. I just wasn’t sitting on top of my kids, requiring that they let me first examine everything they laid their eyes upon, trusting God to catch my slack. At some point, we have to let our older children move into more freedom. Don’t we? Of course we do. I cannot hold my 12 year old son’s hand in the junior section of our library. *smirk* No, but the Lord can, and does.

Just so happens, I have a case in point that I was reminded of later. On the way to the library, N had popped in a cd that we haven’t listened to in quite awhile, the “Prince of Egypt~ Inspirational“, and one of the songs on it, The River, by CeCe Winans, always pulls on my heart strings (actually it gives me chills), but especially so today. And so, there I was – as we were driving to the library- prayerfully singing along with fervor, asking for God to watch over my son as he’s growing up into a young man. Coincidence? I don’t believe in coincidences.

The river flows from the depths of my soul
Save your son from harm and danger
It’s killing me, still I’ve gotta let him go
Trust in You cause You’re not a stranger
You are a spark, Misses joy
Now save my innocent boy
I’ll leave forever in your cradle
I’m talking to ya river
I know you’re able to deliver
Won’t you take him with ya river
Take care of him
That’s my heart, my heart
Familiar friend it’s your hand that he’s in
Carry him with blessed assurance
Don’t let him go til you know that he’s safe
I pray to God the Father for amazing grace
I gave you all that I’ve got now save him
Now save him from Pharaoh’s plot
Of killin’ each child that’s born a man
I’m talking to ya river
You’re able to deliver
Won’t you take him with you river
Take care of him; that’s my heart, he’s my heart
Now that I put him in the water
I pray for you to do what you’ve got to do
With my son, yeah
Let him go, let him go…

I’m talking to you

I’m talking to ya river
I know you’re able to deliver
Won’t you take him with you river
Take care of him
Take care of him, my baby
I’m talking to ya river
I know you’re able to deliver
Won’t you take him with you river
How could I let my little boy go
Let him go , let him go
My baby boy…

That is my heart’s cry as I homeschool my kids… that He would deliver them to His Promised Land… realizing that I cannot. He IS ABLE to deliver. Praying that His Holy Spirit, that river that’s carrying them where I know not, that I must release them to, would bear them- these little ones- to somewhere that they can and will be free! It is my prayer that He would guide me as I shepherd them, and ultimately that they will look to Him to shepherd them one day, and that they would follow Him, Salvation, who came to deliver us all, to the Promised Land. I have no doubt that today, as we unsuspectingly walked into the library, our Lord was shepherding my children, even when I could not… guarding their eyes, and thus their hearts… that it was I who picked up that book, and not them. I only pray that the librarians, whom I brought the book to and adamantly shared my concerns with, as I politely pointed out to them the one inappropriate, disturbing page I’d read, along with a bit about the Kinsey report and the author, also feel the fervor to do something about it, like permanently pulling it from the shelves (if they even can). They were surprised, a bit embarrassed as well, and quite apologetic that it was there.

Over the years, I’ve grown more lenient with my kids at the library (though not without prayer and trepidation, well aware of the fact that there’s a lot of falsehoods and alluring twaddle in print), letting them wander the aisles (of the junior/kids section of the library), perusing through the rows of books at will… I’ve surmised that my readers (now 12.5 and 9.5 years old) are pretty well grounded in their faith and strong in their beliefs. We discuss all sorts of topics and I usually welcome opportunities to share with my kids how our Christian worldview applies to opposing opinions and belief systems. I have also been delighted to hear their own thoughtful observations as they critically evaluate what they hear and read. Thus, I have absolutely no problem with them reading about other religions, evolution, mythology, liberal politics, etc. within limits appropriate to their understanding and spiritual maturity levels… However, today, as I was given a strong dose of reminding as to why we homeschool, and what much of our world considers acceptable and normal for a 9-12 year old audience, I was also reminded to stay ever-prayerfully-vigilant… even at the library. I would like to urge you all to do the same, as you venture forth with your charges into the halls of learning this year.

These things I have spoken to you, that in Me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation; but be of good cheer, I have overcome the world.”

John 16:33

I would like to end this post by recommending to you of a couple our favorite purity books: The Princess and the Kiss for girls and The Squire and the Scroll for boys, both of which I blogged about here. They’re both good for boys and girls though- our daughter loves the latter and our son enjoyed the Princess book for years before we got the Squire book. We’ve also enjoyed the Life Lessons devotionals that have since been published to go along with each of these beautiful books.

Note: Click here to read the updated, follow-up post: update concerning *that* book

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