Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Leave it to the Imagination

I enjoyed a rare evening getting my hair done. Rebekah brightened it up a bit and gave me a little bit more perk. As I was sitting, relaxing, and watching Rebekah work her magic on my hair, I couldn't help but notice a few people crowded around a wash basin. I overheard green. Did she really say green? Seriously, people. Upon further questioning, I found out that a young girl was getting the green taken out of her hair, and turquoise put it. Now, it's worth noting that this poor girl's head would not be totally turquoise. There were some sections (previously another color – who knows what) that would be blond. Her roots were obviously black. I wish that I could have seen the final product, but I needed to get home. Just leave it to your imagination.

On a serious note, this young girl appeared not to know what she wanted except attention. Her face was harsh. Her black knee socks were covered in sad emoticons. I wonder what was beneath that hard exterior. What was going on in her head and heart? What, if anything, could I say that would encourage her or make her smile? I will never see this girl again. I missed an opportunity.

I don't usually say much when I get my hair done. Today, much was said in the silence.


 

    

Monday, May 24, 2010

Gratitude on a Rainy Monday (Again)

holy experience

OK, so I am having difficulty here. Can you tell by my title? I will remind myself (and you, if you want to listen) that having a grateful heart changes my perspective. Today, my perspective needs a change.

#56-68

LORD, thank you for:

Blue jays and crimson red cardinals

New growth

Lessons learned

Truth taught from the pulpit with love

Powerful Scripture

Promises kept

Long naps

Renewal

Affirmation

Future hope

Memories

Tears

Menus

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Grand Prix




We finished the year of Faith Weaver Friends (a youth group for grades K-6) at our church with a Grand Prix pine care derby race. Moms, dads, grandmas, grandpas, siblings, and friends all met in the fellowship hall to see whose car would win.

Siblings raced each other; cousins raced each other; we all cheered. Designs ranged from the cheerfully simple to the elaborately detailed. My little man designed his minivan complete with license plates and wiper blades, and my little one (whose car won third place for design) selected a fun school bus design.


Daddy helped with the basic shape, but the kids did the design and painting on their own.

We enjoyed the evening together as we celebrated the new friendships made this year, the verses put to memory, and the fun had by all.

Gratitude

Sitting on the couch, listening to the rain, anticipating a long day, I contemplate if only for a few minutes the many reasons I have to be thankful.

#44-55

  • Rain is watering the beautiful flower that my mother-in-law planted in my front yard
  • Green beans are sprouting
  • My hubby found an interesting book for me to read
  • I figured out how to install an e-reader on my PC without too much help
  • I don't have to worry about dinner tonight thanks to coupons from Chick-fi-la
  • Despite the fact that I have to go grocery shopping, I will not go hungry today
  • The rain held off for the two ball games my children were in
  • My little one got a bit extra sleep this morning
  • I was blessed to listen to my princess and my little man play musical pieces in church this past Sunday
  • Spending time with a newly found blog friend at a homeschool convention made for a pleasant Saturday
  • God listens to my many sentence prayers throughout the day
  • My children's energy, constant movement, and conversation remind me that they are healthy and actually enjoy each other




Thursday, May 13, 2010

She Lost It

My little one discovered it.

She pushed it. She pulled it.

She twisted it. She turned it.

She hesitated.

She mustered her courage.

She yanked it.

She celebrated.

She lost her first front tooth.



Monday, May 10, 2010

Gratitude

holy experience

School is done for the day.

There is no rush for dinner.

I am going to catch a few minutes to sit and think past the craziness of a Monday.

#31-43

I will choose to be thankful. . .

  • For God's Word that helps me to steer my children to live a life following Him.
  • For the obnoxious alarm that woke me up this morning to spend a few moments with my Father before I met the day.
  • For a loving, caring husband who is spending the day with his mom in the hospital waiting room while his dad has hip replacement surgery.
  • For blue skies, bright sunshine, and billowing clouds.
  • For flowers tenderly given by my princess and little one.
  • For the anticipation of getting my hair done soon.
  • For dirty nails, muddy shoes, and stained jeans that remind me that at least the outside of my house is cleaned up.
  • For music that soothes, encourages, challenges, and blesses.
  • For words that swim in my mind that somehow get to paper or screen.
  • For time to actually talk with my husband about things that don't necessarily involve children.
  • For moments of prayer with my kids this morning.
  • For the pleasure of listening to my little one read.
  • For the enjoyment of reading to my little one.






Thursday, May 6, 2010

Just Wishing

I still ride the waves of emotion every now and then. They are becoming smaller swells as time passes but swells nonetheless. Today, my heart longs to hold Julia. I know we made the right choices at the time, but I wish I had the chance to hold my sweet daughter close to my heart. I do not know why this pricks my heart today. Maybe I see others who are hurting in the same way. Others are celebrating their little one in their arms. Please forgive me for the sad thoughts, but it's just what I was wishing.

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

The Element

I read a book recently that had me thinking like an educator. The Element, written by Ken Robinson, was given freely to my parents who were members in the audience during a radio broadcast. I borrowed the book thinking that it would be an interesting diversion from the elementary school books that I had more frequently read. The words prompted both my thinking and good discussion.

What does it mean to be in your element? How do you feel when you are not in your element? Are we doing a disservice to children by putting them into preset categories expecting them to perform and succeed in areas that are not within their element? Have we failed to educate the individual and produced classes that meet a norm? These and other questions swam in my mind as I read.

Having been a classroom teacher before my children were born, I truly understand the nature of classroom teaching. It is truly rewarding to influence children and to see them learn. It is also very frustrating at times to have to push through to meet certain school criteria. In one class, I will have those who thrive in the group, while others require one on one attention. Some love hands on lessons, while others would prefer to read their way through. Some children would learn best while standing or moving, while others would enjoy the quiet of a comfy chair with soft music playing. Oh, the challenges that ensue when teaching a classroom of wonderfully created children.

How many children have been left out because their strengths lie outside the norm of the classroom? Please understand that I am truly a traditional teacher. I myself thrive on structure and clear objectives. I do wonder, however, if there is a better way to educate our children that truly highlights their God-given bent in life.

For instance, The Element points out individuals in our culture who have done horribly in the traditional classroom and yet have succeeded in worlds of art, music, theater, dance, and writing. What changed for them that allowed their success to be apparent? In many cases, someone noticed their strengths and mentored them. Often they found others whose bent was the same and who learned the same way. Frequently, it takes a risk to step out of the norm. Are we too comfortable in our educational model to step out of the norm?

Again, I understand that I speak on a level of improbability. In my opinion, there needs to be a level of structure and standards. Not every child is going to WANT to learn math, or reading, or history, or any other subject. I do believe that there is something to be said regarding learning for the sake of learning. My concern lies in the fact that we have squelched many by filling their academic schedules to the point that they are unable to stretch themselves in areas that fit their bent.

God in his creativity has put children on this earth who do not fit the norm. These blessings have purpose and are gifted in various areas to glorify their creator. In other words, God has given each of us an element in which to thrive. When we are in the midst of God’s perfect will for our lives, we are where we need to be.

I have the privilege and challenge to educate our children at home. Often, I too struggle with filling certain requirements. I succumb to teaching the same curriculum year after year. I have been heard telling a child to sit down, be quiet, and do it the way I said. Not that any of those formats is wrong at any given time. The problem comes when I try to fit every child every day into my one educational model.

Homeschooling comes in many shapes and sizes. You can visit ten homes and find ten different ways to school. Flexibility is one of the beautiful reasons I do what I do. Finding the element in which my children learn challenges me to stop, think, and be willing to change. God has led our family to educate at home. I need to trust Him that he will enlighten me to the elements in which my children can thrive.

When I am teaching, I am in my element. I look back and see that had been established since I was a little girl. I taught my dolls. I was the one who wanted to stay in from recess to help the teacher. I worked as a tutor. I ministered in Awana, Bible clubs, and vacation Bible schools. There was only one thing I wanted to be – a teacher. It was definitely my natural bent. As I was a student, I could have done many things and probably done them well. However, I don’t believe that I would have truly succeeded and been validated had I been outside of that God-given element.

Maybe, I have rubbed your thinking the wrong way. Possibly, I have given you food for thought. Perhaps, you, like I, struggle with the best way to educate our children today. Thank God that He will never leave us or forsake us. He does not leave us in this world to figure life out on our own. His Word guides us throughout all life. Our creator God has a purpose for each of us and we can trust him to lead us in this mammoth responsibility of parenting and educating.

Monday, May 3, 2010

Reflections


My big girls and I headed out early on a beautiful spring Saturday morning. Garage sale deals waiting for us to find. I love to find the "deal of the day" – sometimes a toy, other times books, most times clothes. We love to shop at neighborhood sales and spend the morning walking from house to house. One item caught our eye. Not that we were looking for it, but it saw us. The image of our feet reflected a casual order and a relaxed determination. We stopped. We laughed. We captured a moment in time. Our paths may not always go in the same line at the same time. I pray that my steps are worthy to be followed. God help me to lead my children in the way that leads to the treasure of you.

Gratitude

holy experience


I am looking for the little things. God sends them each day. How often I miss them.

#21-30

  • Red pens
  • Candy hearts
  • Puzzles
  • Earl Grey tea in a fancy teacup
  • Earl Grey tea in a venti sized paper cup
  • Curved, tree-lined, river roads
  • Wooden bridges
  • Chocolate ice cream on a hot day
  • Central air conditioning
  • Answer keys


Sunday, May 2, 2010

Scrapping

A few times a year, I get to enjoy a weekend of scrapping away from the craziness of home. Don't get me wrong, I love my family. I just can't scrap with them around. So . . . . I pack up my few carload of supplies and head out. This past weekend I finished 29 pages while enjoying friendships renewed, eating what someone other than I made for dinner, and listening to great Christian music. New Life Island hosts this event yearly, and it is a peaceful way to work on those pictures that have been piling up loaded on your computer for months. I spent many weeks there as a child. It is a treat to enjoy the camp as an adult. Now if there only some way to fit scrapping into my calendar before my next get away in the fall with my sister and sister-in-law.