A New Clothes Dryer
She’s a little rusty, but I’m in love with her!
Am I crazy to be so nostalgic about a clothes line?…maybe.
But who would know that such a simplistic thing would bring such joy and memories? Good and bad. Growing up, I always thought that we were “less than” others because we didn’t own a dryer. I felt looked down upon because we hung our clothes on a clothesline or when the weather was bad we went to the laundry mat.
As a young child a dryer was considered an unnecessary luxury. I can remember running through my grandmothers sheets as they hung on the line to dry while playing with my cousins. And then getting yelled at for running through her clean sheets with our dirty little bodies. Cause we didn’t have wii’s or nintendo or anything else that kept us inside. We played in the mud and with sticks and rocks and whichever one of us had a ball. If you stayed inside you were put to work shelling peas or shucking corn, or stirring the pot at the hot stove while things were being canned and now…that had to be avoided at all costs. I wish I had paid more attention to the canning part.
Now I feel so filled with pride to be hanging my clothes on a clothesline.
A freshly washed load of sheets and blankets that have been dried outside await my bedtime tonight. Sure I could have put another set on – but those were dried in the dryer. Yeah, I’m a rebel like that.
….simplicity….the beauty is in the simplicity. Lord, I need more simplicity in my life. Teach me.
The Verdict is In
Well, he made his decision. What a relief to him and to me. It was a tough one. Does he stay, out of his element, risk not being the most popular kid (which he definitely could be…it’s those blue eyes). His first sort-of grown up decision and he made it by himself. He will be homeschooling through high school.
I did it once with our oldest daughter, but I wasn’t sure I could do it again. When I saw the peace on his face though, then I knew we could do it. This time I don’t have that voice in the back of my head saying “what are you…crazy?”. I unabashedly know the answer to that question is a definite “yes”! Yet, there was no panic, no freaking out that I may be making the wrong decision for one of my children. He definitely had an out, he could have gone to the high school. He went for 4 days, but he knew, he’d rather be home schooled. And for one of the first and rare times, I know he should be. It feels nice to know that you have peace over such a huge decision.
Here’s the line up:
Starting Points~Building a Biblical World View, Cornerstone Curriculum does an awesome job laying a foundation for young people (and us old ones too) to discover what they think about the world, the bible and the influences of our lives and why they think that way. It covers American History, Literature and even a Bible credit as an elective.
Wordly Wise and 180 daily lessons for Easy Grammar
Biology through Life Pac
Teaching Textbooks Algebra 1
Health and P.E. (which will consist of walking with mom along with other work outs to help me…um him stay in shape)
Monday will be our first official day of high school in home school. I’m looking forward to it. Meanwhile, the Diva is enjoying herself in her element in the public school. I can see a new level of maturity in her as well. Really buckling down with the studying. She wants to go into the nursing profession– specifically radiology. She will do well. As for the Book Worm, well, what else would she decide to do but to go into journalism. Writing is second nature to her. She is taking a semester off to save some money, but is constantly stimulating herself with math practice and of course reading everything she can get her hands on.
Things are tight here financially, the dryer is broken, we had a pipe burst the other day, property tax bill came in the mail today and so did the car tag bill, but life is good. Really good. I am discovering more and more each day how much I appreciate the simplicity of life and the joys of my blessed family. I love it! I can’t wait to see what tomorrow has in store!
My Life is Growing Up
How eventful these last few weeks have been! I had one daughter turn 16 and purchase her own car! (Cute little red Focus). My other daughter, the oldest, started working the night shift at her job so she could make more money to save up for college. Then there is the baby of the family, my son, he started high school last week. This is the first time he has ever even set foot in a classroom. He’s been home schooled his whole life. So far, he hates it. It’s breaking my heart. He wants to come home and be home schooled again, but he wants to be a big fellow too, fit in with everyone else. How do you explain that you are not made to “fit in”, but to “stand out”. We are allowing him to make the decision. He has one week. It’s a big decision. Whatever it is, he has to stick to it for the next 4 years.
How did it happen so quickly? They were all outside in the back yard making mud pies just yesterday……
Now they are driving trucks and cars, attending high school and college, I miss my babies. Don’t get me wrong, I am so pleased at my fine young adults. But I miss my babies. You woulda thought if I was gonna cry, it would be when he left for his first day at high school, nope. Or when he tells me nightly how he hates it, but still can’t decide if he wants to come home, no tears then either (although it does break my heart into a million pieces.) No instead, it’s now, when I’m remembering their child hood. Their chubby little baby legs and cheeks.
The diva told me “You’ve got to push him to do it, he’s got to get out of his shell”. When you’ve had three children and your heart is attached to every move they make, every decision they make, every thing that affects them– then you can tell me what to do, but until then– be quiet…..and be careful driving to work, I love you….bye.
Assumptions That Affect Our Lives
I have this book, “Assumptions That Affect Our Lives”, by Christian Overman. I’ve had the book for several years, and I keep coming back to it over and over again. It’s a sort of litmus test to see where I’m standing in my beliefs. I’ve decided to do a running post about this book, including some excerpts from the book. If you have not read this book, I highly recommend it. If not, feel free to follow along with me. Perhaps it will spark enough interest in you to decide to get the book and read it, or at least examine some areas of your life. (Please note that I am not being compensated in any way other than personal growth to review this book. No publisher or author has contacted me to do this. I just found the book to be extremely helpful in my daily walk with God and wanted to share it with friends and other readers.)
I know it’s probably a rare (if even existent) thought to ask what are the foundations of your worldview? I know I had never given it any thought before. Why did I believe the things that I believed? What events, people, thoughts, books, songs/lyrics,movies, television shows had shaped my life? What’s more, was it the life that I wanted? Did I really want to think the way that I was thinking? The answer, I found, after reading this book for the first time, was no. Then I began to read the book again, and search for deeper meaning in my own life. I wanted to know the truth. I wanted to know what assumptions had affected my life. What was I basing those assumptions on? Was it the truth of God’s word, or was it traditions of man? Mr. Overman asks, “How do personal assumptions affect our views of education, politcal theory, morality, marriage, parenting, life and death, God and society?” I didn’t know the answer.
I was shocked and surprised to learn some of the answers to these questions as I read the book. Familiar quotes, commercials and things that we would never think to pay that much attention to, such as little comments spoken in coarse jesture- how those things actually form the way we think and believe. Proverbs 18:21 says, “Death and life are in the power of the tongue, and those who love it will eat its fruit.” Now I believe that the Bible is the infalliable truth of God. That scripture alone says that the words we speak have the power to bring about death or life. What an amazing thought, that words could either bring about death or life! What words have I allowed to influence my time here on this earth? Were they words of death or life? Even worse, what words have I spoken to others…my friends, family members…my children…what are the words I have spoken out of tradition or old sayings or for that matter even newer sayings, that would bring about life or death?
It is time for me to revisit this… examine my thinking… know what I believe and why I believe it. To know truth, and speak words of life…or in this arena, type words of life. It’s a place we all need to take time to revisit on occasion. It may seem like too much work to pay that close of attention to what we are thinking, but I fully believe that our life depends on it. Our country certainly does in this day and age. We are constantly being bombarded by negative messages in our day to day life. We need to be armed with the knowledge of the Word of God to counter balance these negative influences in our lives.
Overman traces with clarity the foundations of Western thought back to two opposing traditions: the ancient Greeks who fathered secular, human-centered rationalism, and the ancient Hebrew, who carried forward God’s revelation. What??? Yes, we are going to go all the way back to the Greek and Hebrew modes of wisdom and their influence on our assmuptions about life. If you’re going to start some where, it might as well be in the beginning. Because while our Western concepts of morality, law, and ethics are unmistakably rooted in the Bible and Hebrew tradition, the way we interpret and apply God’s truth culturally and personally is regulated by Greek philosophy. Christians must understand the difference between Greek and Hebrew modes of wisdom and their influence on our assumptions about life.
It’s time we stop making excuses about and for ourselves, our thoughts, our behaviors. It’s time we got back to the root of our beliefs. Or if those roots were never there, it’s time to start planting. It’s time we turned our thinking to the truth of the Word of God and what He says about us. Trust me my friends, those are only good things. I think there is a huge misconception of who our Heavenly Father is. He is not some grandpa in the sky, waiting for us to mess up so he can strike us with lightening bolts. He is a loving Father, who wants us to be in relationship with Him, not so he can make us feel badly about the things we’ve done (that’s what the devil does), but to give us forgiveness and direction for a better life. To heal our hurts and pains so that we can help show others. Maybe you think you don’t need forgiveness or a better life or healing, maybe we need to examine what assumptions have influenced our thinking.