The Tale of a Son

As you begin homeschooling, there are a host of questions that may be in the back of your mind:

  • Can I really do this?
  • Can I really teach my child what he needs to know and give him a proper education?
  • Can I find the balance between being a mom and a teacher?
  • Can I keep up with all my other responsibilities?
  • Can we afford the financial portion of schooling at home?
  • Can my child be properly socialized?
  • Can my child still be involved in sports?
  • And what if I fail?

What if I fail……

That is the BIG question, isn’t it? And it is even bigger when you do fail. Or at least think you’ve failed.

Having graduated my first two children from high school with one going on to complete college and the other completing a tech school, I felt like I could breath a sigh of relief. Yes, homeschooling does work! Look at the success!

Then along came my third child. The one who had the most imaginative creative stories ever. The one who could design magnificent Lego structures, build a fort in the woods, or sketch a funny picture. The one who could recite dialogue or songs from any movie he had ever seen. The one with the wacky sense of humor who was either dressed as a pirate or a military soldier in his younger years. The one who regularly hugged his mother and was loyal to his family and friends. The one who carried around babies, entertained his younger siblings, and connected with every pet. The one who read G.A. Henty late at night. The one who loved God and had a strong love for his country. And when it came to homeschooling, the one who never quite completed his studies from year to year and should have had “Procrastination” as his middle name. For this, my dear reader, is what got him into trouble.

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Each year as we finished up our schooling, he always had a bit left to do in a subject or two which we vowed to work on during the summer. And each year that commitment lasted for about a week and then we’d all forget and fully enjoy the short summers where we live and not think about book learning until the end of August.

Then he hit high school and it was a repeat of those grade school years. He’d never quite complete all of his studies leaving a course or two almost done at the end of the school year. We tried a variety of corrective measures, changed studies to accommodate his learning style, and still nothing would motivate him to finish. As he became old enough to work in my husband’s business, his summers were spent working with dad and during the last two years of high school that work seemed to affect his studies in spring and fall as well. He easily became my husband’s right hand man at work as he was responsible, committed, and loved working outdoors.

And there sat some of his high school courses. Uncompleted.

And there sat his mother beating herself up over failure. Completed.

While I was busy thinking about all the things I must have done wrong with this one and how I should have done this or that or the other thing, he was busy doing other things. Things like taking on more responsibility in my husband’s business, getting involved in the youth program at church by working with a group of junior high boys who enjoyed his teaching, and discipling a handful of high school boys he met with weekly. Now living in a house at the other end of town with a friend he’d know since babyhood, each day he’d stop in the house before or after work to give his mom a hug, grab something to eat out of MY fridge, and lovingly tease his siblings a bit.

For awhile I’d remind him to work on finishing up his high school course work during the winter months when work was slow, but it never happened. I then went to the second verse of this tune and suggested that he should consider getting his GED and be done with the schooling chapter of life, and again it didn’t happen.

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Then one day I heard the Lord whisper in my ear, “Let go and LOOK.” After wrestling with the Lord using every “but, Lord” excuse I could find, I did what He was asking me. I let go. I looked. And the Lord reminded me of the vision that began our homeschooling years. The vision was not to raise educational geniuses, but to raise children who would grow to love and serve the Lord giving them a solid education in the process. And it was then that I realized that essentially my vision had been accomplished as I witnessed the young man of integrity standing before me. He did love and serve the Lord wholeheartedly, had received a solid education, and thoroughly immersed himself into the things he loved doing. Not only did I let go, I relaxed.

Isn’t it amazing how when we let go of things and give them to the Lord He can then begin working? For it wasn’t long after that when a series of events led my son in a direction that had been placed in his heart a long time ago. He was immediately prompted to go through the GED process which had the requirement of prep courses and then taking the actual test. He breezed through it. Then there were a series of other steps and tests that were necessary for him to accomplish the goal God had instilled in his heart, and he did well with each one. All the ‘i’s were dotted, the ‘t’s crossed, and his name was signed on the dotted line. And a week ago I kissed and hugged this son good-bye as he entered the U.S. Army.

Homeschooling failure? Perhaps the world would say so as the required courses at home weren’t all completed. My heart says the opposite. I’m proud of who this son has grown to be and know that in the days ahead he will continue to be filled with integrity and loyalty as a man who loves his family, loves his country, and loves his Lord. And really, isn’t that the heart of the matter?

Married in 1980 and still living in the same house in a woodsy rural setting, Tammy’s homeschooling journey began in the fall of 1987 when her oldest turned six years old. As rather new believers professing Jesus Christ as Lord and Savior, homeschooling was a way to live out the principles found in Deuteronomy 6:4-9. Through all the challenges of life Tammy has stayed the course growing to a family with nine children who presently range from preschool age to college graduates married with children. Her role has transitioned from learning everything she could about homeschooling to becoming an encourager to others coming along the way. Please visit Tammy at Garden Glimpses.

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Encouraging the Love of Literature

When I hear the term “Literature Analysis,” I develop cold sweats. My mind is yanked back into the 11th grade and flashes back on eight page literary analysis essays, along with difficult and cryptic names for what should have been very simple. My compositions were forced and unnatural and my enthusiasm for reading all but dried up. Blech…no wonder I didn’t pick up a quality piece of literature for years afterward!

It wasn’t until I began homeschooling my children about eleven years ago, that I began to learn to enjoy literature again. Following Charlotte Mason’s wisdom to use living literature in our studies helped us to delight in the literature for the sake of the story. Reading each selection aloud, the children and I learned how to discover something fun from whatever we read. After that, we dove into a couple of years of Sonlight where we learned all about both World and American History and had fascinating rabbit trails of exploration.

Photo Credit: Heidi, Mt Hope Academy

With all of that reading, we never formally analyzed anything, yet our love and appreciation of literature grew by leaps and bounds.

During those years, we discovered that each book has a buried treasure, a hidden message to uncover. Most books are written by an individual and contain a distinct perspective. In each piece of literature the writer has a message to share or a lesson to teach. In a well written book it becomes the reader’s pleasure to experience that lesson through the pages of a story, discerning the message and evaluating it for possible application. Sadly, many teachers insist on turning this experience into a dreadful exercise!

In our home, we keep literature studies simple…and apparently it’s a successful endeavor. My children love literature and even more than that, we enjoy discussing it together.

Now before I tell you what we have done in our homeschooling, let me encourage you with a precious nugget of wisdom that I picked up from Ruth Beechick. If a child is curled up with a book, quietly reading to their heart’s content, they are comprehending. If they look up at you to share something that is exciting, they are comprehending. If they giggle, or if a tear rolls down their cheek, they are comprehending. It is unnecessary to have them answer twenty questions on a book’s content or to produce a book report for every book they read. We homeschool moms tend to worry too much! Early on, I chose to keep book reports and pre-fabricated comprehension questions at a bare minimum.

So how do I cover reading and literature in my home? Push the Easy Button here!

We have a daily quiet hour. This is a time in which the children go off to read a book of their choice. This is not assigned reading…but a quiet period, where they can enjoy whatever they have chosen to read for entertainment, edification…or whatever. Right now, my children are reading a variety of literature that run the gamut from “Encyclopedia Brown,” by Donald Sobol to “The Giver,” by Lois Lowry and for my oldest, “The Way of the Wild Heart,” by John Eldredge. The importance of having the quiet hour is simply to foster a love of reading and self directed learning.

We read aloud every day. There is something special that happens when a parent puts on a character’s voice. Children strain to hear every word, they sit forward in their seats and are often eager to discuss the material. There are so many great books that edify children with life lessons about a myriad of topics. From picture books to novels, there are wonderful examples of literature at every level of learning.

Unfortunately, some families give up on reading aloud because they have wiggly children. Please let me encourage you to work through the wiggles. The trick is in training younger children to listen and be still.

I’ve done three things that have helped my children grow to love reading aloud.

1. When training young children for read alouds choose books that support their interests. If your child is all about surviving in the wilderness, then choose a book like “My Side of the Mountain,” by Jean Craighead George or an adapted version of Swiss Family Robinson. Don’t bore them with a book that will only make their minds wander. Remember, this is training…try to make it pleasant.

2. Allow young children to build with Legos or Lincoln Logs, draw pictures, or color while you read aloud to them.

3. Alternatively, read aloud to them at bedtime. They’ll enjoy the snuggles and have something to dream about when the light goes out. As a plus, when they’re in bed, they can’t wiggle too far.

If the wiggles persist, consider reading another season of picture books to allow a child a bit more time to develop listening skills. Don’t give up, but be willing to find what works.

Photo Credit: Heidi, Mt Hope Academy

We learn vocabulary as we come across it. If we run into a word that we don’t understand, we try to figure out the definition by it’s context. If not, we look it up and say the sentence again, using the definition instead of the word being defined. I then read the sentence once more, this time using the word in question. I might write it down on an index card, but it’s not often necessary. I’ve discovered that the word is usually assimilated and will pop up in my children’s spoken and written vocabulary about six months later. (I don’t know why this is true, but this has been our experience.)

We discuss literature on the fly. As we read a book we discuss it informally. We talk about whatever pops into our minds as we read. From imagery to characters, to the problems they face, or the obstacles they overcome, we talk about it all. I remember one conversation back when my oldest child was in the fifth grade. We came to a scene in the Lord of the Rings series where Mr. Frodo tells Smeagol that he should not call himself names. We talked about the wisdom of relying on God’s truth about ourselves, that we are sinners…and yet precious to God. It was an opportunity to remember Jesus and how His estimation of us is that we are worth His life. Amazing. We made a memory and each of us remembers that conversation as a gift.

I use our read aloud time as a means to encourage my children to think. If a child can think, they can discuss…and eventually they will be able to defend their ideas and write about them in detail. (Usually in high school.) I use Bloom’s Taxonomy as a very rough guide, a basis in which I lead my children in our discussions of literature. Bloom’s assists me in evaluating where my children are regarding their thinking on any particular topic, literature or otherwise. It gives me a quick visual on where they each may be and assists me in stretching them to the next step in their thinking abilities.

I strive to give my children lots of experiences, talking about everything, asking many questions about opinions and thoughts. I really like to dig in, always looking for the heart. “How does that make you feel?”  ”What would you do differently?”  ”How does this information alter your opinion?” I guide my children through these discussions, keeping my feelers out for where they’re at on the Bloom’s chart with the goal of stretching them just a bit further.

By the time my oldest two children reached high school, they had developed adequate thinking skills to enable them to write. They needed a bit of encouragement in getting organized, but I discovered that if the thoughts were in their noggins, then the words eventually came spilling out onto paper.

Use movie versions of classics! I don’t want to make this a blanket statement, because sometimes the movie versions of literature are awful. But there are quality motion pictures which might spark an interest in reading a great work of literature. “Emma,” comes to mind, along with “Hamlet,” or the BBC versions of Jane Austin classics. I’m also reminded of “Heidi,” my favorite being the Shirley Temple classic. Use your discernment, of course, but I’ve found this an equally valid way to develop my children’s thinking skills as well as create interest in a title that otherwise might be overlooked.

Furthermore, if you have a teen who just cannot make himself pick up a Jane Austin novel, then consider having him watch the movie, and discuss it along with him.

Cliff Notes or Spark Notes – Lastly, and used sparingly, I allow my children to use Cliff or Spark Notes. I do this only in the case of assigned reading as a substitute for a book that I feel won’t work for us. This fall, in our chosen curriculum, one of the books assigned was Uncle Tom’s Cabin. I pre-read it and I decided that one of my students would find it too heavy to dwell on. So, at the encouragement of my personal mentor, I will have them read the Cliff Notes and we will discuss the social points important to understanding the historical significance of the book. This will help them appreciate this work of literature without having to experience something that is too heavy for them to bear at this time in their life.

So, as you see, we keep literature analysis very simple. We may discuss literature elements like foreshadowing or denouement from time to time, but mainly our discussions center around the heart in the form of building thinking skills, learning life lessons, and enjoying the love of finely crafted words…literature.

yvonneYvonne Ferlita, married for nearly nineteen years, is a homeschooling mom to four children from kindergarten to high school. Her family has been blessed with eleven years of grace filled homeschooling. She does her best to follow Christ in educating her children, and she believes that when it all boils down, that means, “No Nonsense!” Visit her blog, The No Nonsense Homeschool.

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Reminder: The 25 Days of Christmas Cookies

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Starting December 1st Heart of the Matter will be presenting you with “The 25 Days of Christmas Cookies” recipes. This year we would like our readers to take part in making this feature a great success. If you would like to submit a recipe to be published please include:

  • Clear, concise directions.
  • A few high-quality photographs of the recipe-making process.
  • The approximate amount of people this recipe will feed.
  • A short statement of why this recipe is special to your family.

Optional:

  • A family photo.
  • A Christmas greeting.

Please email your submission to angela@heartofthemattermagazine.com with ‘HOTM Recipes’ in the title.

Happy Baking!

Angela DeRossett is military wife, homeschooling mother, and an advocate for autism research. She also serves as the Heart of the Matter Review Coordinator. Angela can be found blogging at Homeschooling the Chaotic Family and Memoirs of a Chaotic Mommy.

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Habits and Hypocrisy

Throughout childhood, I read a chapter of the Bible every night. My good habit was challenged in high school. Routine became hypocritical, so I stopped. I only read the Word of God when I felt like it.

I cannot recall a specific teacher who introduced this twisted idea of hypocrisy. But somewhere along the way, I concluded feelings revealed how to be true to myself. This decision didn’t affect my school work. For some odd reason, algebra assignments and history essays were completed in spite of grumbling.

The disconnect remained for years. Sometimes I wonder if emotions and reality were shoved together and are still mismatched.

Washing 895 loads of laundry a month, preparing 302 meals a week, and cleaning floors 101 times a day had no place in my youthful dreams. My prince would build a cottage beneath the mountains where we would enjoy sunsets and thunderstorms. I didn’t realize how many floods would come.

Emotions are a gift from the Lord, but we are not designed to live according to the mood of the moment. Right now, I don’t feel like homeschooling. The honeymoon has worn off. The excitement of our first steps into learning brings a smile of remembrance. Our library overflows the space allotted to it. The first books return to the top of the pile.

I’m not excited to teach phonograms again, but joy is set before me.

The joy of hearing words leap off the page.
The joy of reading my little girl’s love notes.
The joy of seeing my child read the Word of God.

It is not hypocrisy to choose love no matter what feelings say. My emotions kick and prod, but they are not Lord.

Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. Consider him…, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart. (Hebrews 12:1-2)

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Renae teaches her eleven-year-old son and two little girls at home. She has prepared lesson plans, enjoyed children’s literature, and delighted in discovery with her children for five years. By studying Principle Approach philosophy, she realized what she always suspected: the Bible lies at the heart of all subjects. Find her reflections at Life Nurturing Education.

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Learning to say “No”

Growing up as an only child, the pressure was always on me to answer “yes” to everything. After all, there was no one else to split the responsibilities or chores with. It was all me – all of the time. After years of saying “yes”, I’m now finding it hard to say “no”.

Women by nature are great multi-tasker’s. I think God made us this way for a reason. That’s smart design! We can fold laundry, talk on the phone, & nurse a baby all at the same time. I’m sure you know what I mean. Our to-do lists are a mile long and we’re always adding more to it quicker than we cross stuff off.jugglingmom

Do you stay stressed out even over the “small stuff”? This probably means that you have too much on your plate. Assess everything that you’re doing at home and away from home. That’s right. Just for a moment, take the time, write it down. Everything.

Then assess what’s necessary for you to complete and what you can delegate. Surely your children can help clean the house. They can also pick up after themselves. Teach them to be proactive. Delegate as much as you can. After all, you do so much more behind-the-scenes work. Once you’ve delegated all that you can, mark those things off your list.

Next we should evaluate those things that we want to keep in our life versus those things that really aren’t fulfilling us. You can determine if something is no longer fulfilling you by asking a few simple questions.

  1. Do I get joy from this task?
  2. Is this task helping me?
  3. Is this task helping others?
  4. Am I being a blessing by completing this task?
  5. Does this task cause me or my family grief?
  6. Is it more of a chore than something that you like to do?
  7. Did I just agree to do this to make someone else happy?

Basically you should get your priorities in check. You priorities can change all the time. What was important to you 6 months ago might not be so important to you now.

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You should also reevaluate your tasks if you, like me, have problems saying “No”. Practice this, not just at home. “No I cannot do that right now.” “No thank you. It’s a great opportunity, but it’s not the right time.” It’s better to turn down opportunities than become overwhelmed with all of your duties. After all, how effective can you be at your tasks if you’re only able to give 10% to each of them? I don’t know about you but I want to give my best in everything I do.

Nikowa has been homeschooling her two boys since 2007. With her “learning never ends” philosophy, they have an eclectic year-round approach to learning. When she’s not teaching, she enjoys photography, organizing, cooking, and reading. She is a #1 LOST fan and watches UGA football too! (Go Dawgs!) You can visit Nikowa at Knowledge House Academy.

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The Lessons I Am Still Learning

Ever had one of those weeks that everything goes wrong? Um, of course you have. I started out this week intending to write a happy column about joy, the next Fruit of the Spirit in the list. I tried, really I did. I tried to tell you about how my son Xander has started reading. I was going to add that I beamed with pride.

And I did! Honestly, I did!

My joy was lost this week. I had homework like you would not believe—fifteen quizzes, four exams, one paper, and eight pages of Greek homework. Yes, this was my homework. I found myself getting progressively angrier at the homework that was still left to do, the daily lessons for my children, and the piling housework.

My joy had fizzled.

I prayed that I would regain my joy and be able to articulate a beautiful, perfect picture of joy for all of you. I prayed that I would find joy in my children, in my husband, or in decorating my front yard for the fall.

Do you know what happened next?

  • We canceled a trip home to see our parents.
  • Groceries went UP again.
  • All three of my boys needed new shoes—again.
  • The car needed very expensive repairs.
  • I had to steam clean my house for the second time in a month.
  • My bank decided to hold a check that they always cash immediately leaving us frazzled on what bills we had paid with the assumption it would be there.

The final straw, you ask? I bombed an exam. I had finally reached my threshold and the floodgates opened. I am typically not a crier, and boy, did I cry!

The last couple of days have been relatively calmer—er, more manageable. I sat down to write my article about joy. No big surprise, the inspiration was still not there. I knew it was time for a ‘Plan B’. I carefully looked at the list and landed on longsuffering.

I looked it up in my Bible dictionary and had to smile when I read this:

Verb. …to be patient, longsuffering, to bear with,…to be long-tempered.

Patience never has been a virtue of mine.

As I thought further about this subject I knew it was the topic for this month. After all, how many of us pray in desperation and expect an answer immediately? How many times in life must we weather through trials only to find out they weren’t so bad in the long run?

There was only one issue left. How do I tie this into teaching all of you something about Autism? I must admit that once the answer came to me I felt foolish.

You see, my son Xander has been learning the basics of patience. We have made it a point to make him wait at least five minutes when he asks for something now. If his frivolous needs (in our minds) are not met with the same exuberance to comply in which the issue was presented by him then a full meltdown ensues. All of his basic needs are met daily. He does not miss a meal, he has a roof over his head, running water, electricity, a place to sleep, and clothing to wear. In order to properly teach him that anything outside those areas are not as important he sometimes must wait.

Ironic, isn’t it? You see, my Father knew what was best for me this week too. He could see the bigger picture as my basic needs were provided for and all of the things outside of those areas were not as important. He knew the bigger lessons would be in making me wait for the answers. He knew I was going to get frustrated, kick and scream, feel sorry for myself, feel overwhelmed—and impatient. He also knew it would be okay in the end.

By the way, the lessons in patience were very, very difficult in the beginning for Xander. We saw many meltdowns before he finally learned that it was okay to wait sometimes. While his patience still has much to be desired we still have time to work on it.

I need the practice anyway.

Angela DeRossett is military wife, homeschooling mother, and an advocate for autism research. She also serves as the Heart of the Matter Review Coordinator. Angela can be found blogging at Homeschooling the Chaotic Family and Memoirs of a Chaotic Mommy.

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How God Carves a Pumpkin

Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.
–George Eliot

With cooler breezes, autumn hues, and shorter days……FALL has arrived… and with it comes PUMPKINS! One of our favorite FALL activities has been carving a pumpkin with a lovely and HAPPY face~

A friend of mine shared this with us years ago….We’ve adapted it for our family, but it’s proven to be a FABULOUS BIBLE STUDY, even for the tiniest of carvers. It’s a great way to share some wonderful passages while engaging in a FUN,and GOOEY Family activity! Why not pop some popcorn, throw in some candy corn and make a night of it watching the fall sky? Older kids? Let them have a carving “contest” of sorts, letting them see who can carve the happiest pumpkin and recall the most verses! Lighting these “guys” for all the world to see is always the BEST part of the night! Nothing spooky about Spreading the Good News!

~HOW GOD CARVES A PUMPKIN~

Create a pumpkin. Make it big, little, short, tall fat or skinny. No matter which, it will be a WONDERFUL pumpkin.

“Has not my hand made all these things, and so they came into being?” Isaiah 66:2

Harvest the pumpkin when it’s fully ready.

“Come to me all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.” Matthew 11:28

Hold the pumpkin gently as you cleanse the dirt outside, washing all the dirt away.

“Get up and be baptized, and wash away your sin.” Acts 22:16

Make an opening at the top, Search into the dark cavity for anything that needs to be removed.

“I the Lord search the heart and examine the mind to reward according to conduct and deeds. Jeremiah” 17:10

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Remove all the stringy pulp and slime, and clean out the entire cavity.

“Create in me a pure heart, O God.” Psalm 51:10

Give that pumpkin a big set of eyes so that he may see all the good around him.

“Blessed are the eyes that see what you see.” Luke 10:23

Carve a nice nose so that he can take in the wonderful scents of the world.

“Perfume and incense bring joy to the heart.” Proverbs 27:9

Carve a great big SMILE so that he can bring JOY to anyone who sees him.

“A cheerful look brings joy to the heart of others.” Proverbs 15:30

Make the pumpkin glow all over with a little white light inside.

“God said, “let light shine out of the darkness,” and made His light shine in our hearts.” 2Corinthians 4:6

Rejoice in the “NEW” pumpkin that has been created and given new life.

“Then he calls his friends and neighbors together and says, “Rejoice with me, I have found my lost sheep.” Luke 15:6

Place the pumpkin in the perfect spot so that the light will guide others.

“Let your light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and praise the Father in Heaven.” Matthew 5:16

Now let it be a reminder to each of us to go out into the world and let our LIGHT shine for all the world to see! Even the “tinest” carvers can understand that!

It’s often in the details of life that our greatest messages are seen and taught. Taking time to truly ENJOY the splendor of a new season will make memories for a lifetime!

Happy Fall Ya’ll! (that IS how we say it SOUTHERN style!)

Lori is a 5th year homeschool mom to 3. Currently she homeschools an 9th grader, a 7th grader and a 5th grader. Lori hopes to impart peace and inspiration amidst the daily chaos. It’s in the daily details of life that she is continually inspired! Be sure to visit her blog at All You Have to Give and at Internet Cafe Devotions.

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Serious Quiet Time

Are you in need of a serious quiet time? Time to reflect and ponder, time to shut out the distractions of life so you can hear from God more clearly? Is your life weighing on you so heavily that you need Him to breathe His life into yours again?

“Sow for yourselves righteousness, reap the fruit of unfailing love, and break up your unplowed ground; for it is time to seek the Lord, until he comes and showers righteousness on you.” Hosea 10:12 (NIV)

My friend Dawn wrote about her serious need for quiet time in the midst of raising three children. With her permission, I am sharing an entry from her journal with you:

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“At first I thought I was going to take a nap, but God had other plans for my serious quiet time that didn’t involve sleep, or blogging, or making a phone call. He got my attention and we had a heart to heart. Wow. The power of getting quiet and being still in front of the Lord is amazing. I had my Bible, my journal, and my Ipod. I listened to two songs that have been really speaking to me. I was able to really talk and listen to God and He revealed so many things to me in this hour that we had together. I realized a list of things that I needed to let go of, to set free and put into His hands. I didn’t want to carry the burden of these things any longer and He didn’t want me to. He also brought it to my attention that I have been asking Him for direction and answers and I haven’t been available to listen to what He has been telling me. I thought He was silent, because that does happen, but He wasn’t. I just wasn’t listening.

My serious quiet time is something I realized I have been missing over the last few months. This experience is a necessity that I forgot about, and that can’t happen any longer. He is the strength and the answer to what I need to live a life full of joy. So often I overlook having a quiet time. I pray a lot during the day, but a serious quiet time—where I can reflect and listen—I put aside. I become too busy to stop, be still, and be amazed by Him, and when I forget, I am lost. My days don’t go right, I get nothing done, and all along I had the answer right in front of me—look to Him! He has the answers, the directions, the strength, the comfort, the companionship and the love I need.”

Dawn’s words echoed within my heart, as I have had the same experience and the same longing. I know how dry my soul becomes without daily watering from the Living Water. I know that those times when I most feel like crawling in bed and pulling the covers over my head are the very times I need to resist the temptation to give in to my physical exhaustion and focus instead on my spiritual exhaustion. I have learned that many times, nourishing myself through a serious quiet time with God alleviates my physical exhaustion as well. I am supernaturally filled by these serious quiet times. I think that many times, we are so consumed by the here and now that we forget all about tapping into this amazing resource. And yet, I know that, just as Dawn wrote, the very source we need is right there waiting for us to remember.

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One thing that stood out to me about Dawn’s experience is that her quiet time was by no means structured. She didn’t check off a prayer to-do list, didn’t feel the need to follow some proven format for instant communication with God. Instead, she simply focused on worship, and listening, and hearing from God. She allowed Him to minister to her heart, to comfort her as only He could. I think sometimes we make so much of the quiet time, we forget that the key is to simply make much of Him. Dawn got back to her first love in that hour she spent with the God of the Universe. She removed the noise and the distractions and devoted time to Him alone. She honored Him, and He honored her in return.

I want to get serious about quiet time. And I don’t mean a five minute morning devotional I can check off my to-do list, or a list of prayer requests to work my way through methodically. Instead I want to have more consistent quiet times as Dawn described. I want to take these precious moments and offer them up to God. I want to experience the joy of giving Him more than my minimum and celebrate life in the overflow.

Marybeth Whalen is homeschooling mom to six children ranging in age from teen to toddler, as well as a speaker for Proverbs 31 Ministries. In her writings, she addresses things like burnout, dealing with interruptions, and handling homeschooling from a very practical perspective. Be sure to visit her blog, Cheaper by the Half Dozen.

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Party Tithe

The Bible on Stewardship

“I don’t care if ‘the cattle on a thousand hills’ are the Lord’s (Psalm 50:10), because He isn’t giving them to me.”

“I need to be good steward of what I have or else it will fly away (Proverbs 6:10-11). That’s stewardship.”

“I wish I could buy this or that, but I can’t. I have to serve God with my money, what little of it I have.”

“I can’t just buy whatever I want. Certainly not with the way my finances are right now!”

Right?

Actually, no.

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While we need to be good stewards of our money, God has a slightly different perspective on what stewardship means.

See, I used to rather despise God’s provision for me. “Sure, God,” I’d say. “You give me enough to live on, but that’s it. My life is miserable because I’m just barely making ends meet.” And all the while I knew that I was just being ungrateful, because He really was blessing me more than just to get by… though not by much. So I was just ungrateful, wasn’t I?

I was poor and ungrateful. And did I mention miserable?

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In January of 2007 I had had enough. It was right after another really horrible Christmas: you know, the time when it is better to give than to receive? I couldn’t bear to give because I didn’t have any money in the budget for presents. I couldn’t believe how much we had spent, and was convinced that Brittany and I were going to lose our house or something for our irresponsible spending during the holiday season. I was at a breaking point.

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I finally decided to try a thing I’d heard about many times before that my dad called “The Party Tithe.” This concept comes from Deuteronomy 14:22-26. I’ll quote you the KJV because that is often considered the strictest translation, but feel free to look this up in your favorite version. Here’s verse 25:

And thou shalt bestow that [tithe] for whatsoever thy soul lusteth after, for oxen, or for sheep, or for wine, or for strong drink, or for whatsoever thy soul desireth: and thou shalt eat there before the LORD thy God, and thou shalt rejoice, thou, and thine household.

We are told by God to take a tenth of our income–on top of the tenth we’ve already tithed for His Kingdom purposes–and spend it on whatever we want as a way of rejoicing before Him.

Brittany and I agreed to put a tenth of what I make into a Party bank account. This account, then, would pay for gifts, eating out, games, movies, splurge items, vacations, and anything else I feel like slipping in there.

Parties and Stewardship

I cannot express how incredibly freeing this has been.

My guess is that it feels as good, if not better, than being debt free. Why? Because I am no longer indebted to my “stewardship” to scrimp and save every penny. I can rest in the joy and peace found in trusting God to take care of the rest. And He has. Because, just like regular tithing, this is about resting in God rather than trying to make ends meet on our own. He provides, and He also gives us rest. That’s the point of taking a Sabbath, of tithing, and the Party Tithe. When you start doing it, life gets better.

Imagine that: The Bible suggesting a way of life that leads to greater freedom, more joy, and even more partying.

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That’s exactly how God works. But when I was trusting in the god of money, I wasn’t free, I didn’t experience joy, and I never really partied. I felt poor, beaten down, and constantly enslaved to a budget. Now, I have an entire “spend without guilt” fund that is God ordained. God has commanded that we spend a tenth of our money on rejoicing before Him.

It has been over a year and a half since we started the Party Tithe, and life is so much better. I’m still learning to let go of money and spend it with joy because of God’s goodness to us, but we go out to eat once a week, we can purchase gifts (even for ourselves), and we flew out to California last Christmas to spend time with Brittany’s folks.

And the Party Fund has never been larger.

Luke Holzmann is the son of John and Sarita Holzmann, founders of Sonlight Curriculum, Ltd., in Littleton, CO, where he is the Media Relations Specialist. He attended Biola University, in La Mirada, CA, and earned the BA in Motion Picture Production. You can find his work at http://www.sonlightblog.com/, production-now.com, and lukeholzmann.blogspot.com.

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5 Fun Early Learning Reading Games

Dolche Words
I wrote the 100 most common sight words on index cards and punched a hole in the upper corner of each one. I placed all the cards on MY metal ring. When he was able to read a word he got to “steal” it from me and place it on HIS metal ring. He loved this because it was a competitive game and he really enjoyed seeing my stack dwindle. If we reviewed his whole stack and he forgot one, I got to take it back. It was a lot of fun for both of us.

chestTreasure Hunt
My son LOVED going on treasure hunts. For anything and everything. So I took advantage of this by writing some of his toy names on index cards. First, I hid the toys around the house. Next, I took the cards and placed them in the treasure chest. He drew a card, read it and went off in search of the hidden toy. Sometimes we did this in reverse, where I hid the cards and he chose a toy from the treasure chest.

Word Ladder
I drew a large ladder on a piece of cardboard and let him use his favorite action figure to climb the ladder. With each correct word, the action figure got to climb a ladder rung.

pancakesPancakes, Pancakes
I use the Dolche sight words again and wrote them on circles of tan or cream construction paper, to resemble pancakes. I would place a”pancake” into a frying pan and tell him that he had to hurry up and read the word and flip it with the spatula before it burnt.

CH-SH-TH-WH
I wrote out these 4 digraphs on a large piece of cardboard. Each one had it’s own square large enough for him to stand in. I would call out a word (such as shoe, whale, couch, or three) and he would jump to the corresponding square.

amysAmy is a devoted wife, Classical homeschooling mom to a six-year-old Superhero and the co-owner of Heart of the Matter. She has a passion for genealogy and is aspiring to be a Proverbs 31 lady. Be sure to visit her blog at Milk and Cookies.

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