More Hours

The blessing of homeschooling has been that I have had many more hours with my precious children than I would have had if I enrolled them in government school.  More hours, more family meals together, more reading and cuddling, more hospitality with friends, more time at home just being together.  It’s been mostly very wonderful! 

It seems like yesterday I began homeschooling my boys; why didn’t someone tell me it would  be over so soon? The highschool years seemed to especially accelerate and slip through my fingers like sand as I desperately tried to make them last. Even though I’ve had more hours than most, it was not enough for me. There are so many lessons we never began…and so many wonderful books we never opened. It’s silly I know,  but I find myself actually grieving as if someone has passed away.  I’m one of those weird homeschool moms who spent nearly every waking moment thinking about ways to teach, train and disciple my children. How could I relate to them…connect with them better?  What should we learn next? What book should we read?  What are their strengths…their weaknesses?  What should we focus on next?  It’s not an easy task to simply turn this off after graduations.

I find myself in a new season now.  I’m more of a coach…still a cook and meal planner.  I have time to clean now, which is nice.  I’m able to spend more time with my dear mother-in-law who needs me more now. I’ve neglected areas in my life that I will now be able to catch up on.  I’m seeking the Lord, and asking for wisdom as always.  Praying for my family all the time and asking the Lord to help my young men to make wise choices, to walk with Christ and to live a life of integrity.  I guess life is this way…just as the Bible reminds us over and over again. “As for man, his days are like grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth.  For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more” Psalm 103: 15-16

Thank you for reading my thoughts!



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