It is finally here. 9th grade is upon us. I thought I was calm, but suddenly fear has gripped my heart. Funny thing is, the fear has nothing to do with doubting my ability to provide a good education, connection to pursuing her interests, or even continuing to share with her about God.

Nope, it is all because of the transcript. I am reading some books about them-formulating layouts, counting hours, Carnegie units. ARRGHHH! I am not interested in what the school districts tell me she should learn.

Are the sweet days of relaxed learning already gone forever? I have been near obsessed with the desire to create my own English plan, based on my knowledge of what she needs- while still counting as credit.

I just want to go with the flow, enjoying each day and looking for what God has planned for her.

Matthew 11:28-30 in the Message invites us to rest and learn the unforced rythms of grace. I am taking that to heart, and trusting God for the future year. He has never let us down before, He won't now.