Apr. 6, 2009
Learning on their own
I've been teaching for a number of years and home schooling for 2 1/2 years now. I know there is a process of teaching, though that I have yet to venture into. More than academically though, I've been learning to teach this through daily living. It's a whole new experience for me. The part of learning/ teaching I hate to get to: Letting them figure it out on their own.
What that means is, that my child need to learn to make a mistake. Even fail. What mother wants their child to fail? Certainly not me, but I'm learning to let him fail as he learns. A harder lesson for me, than for him. I have an 8 year old that is beginning to stretch out his wings. It bothers me for three reasons: 1) I'm not old enough to have a child of age to explore independence 2.) I simply have to realize, that although I still am the parent, he needs to learn how to be a decision maker. 3.) I'm used to making a complete decision for him, rather than him make a decision, and I do not want to relenquish control!
A prime example of this is this: His dad and he have been making significant changes to his bedroom. They tore down the drop ceiling, hung furring strips, painted the walls, tore down molding, and soon they will be finishing the project by completing the ceiling tiles, replacing and painting the molding and trims. The first major decision is which "theme" to go with in the room. We did 3 weeks of research and internet searching. We had pictures all over the place. I had my preference. I boldly and firmly stated my decision. No go. He had his mind made up too. Not exactly the same as mine. He went with the camo theme. His story, he's in the military in the special ops in the middle of a safari. So his room's walls are an "Expedition Khaki." They actually look really good. He has a plan to put a mosquito net over the bunk beds, paint the trims an off white color, and paint his door and window rolling shades in camoflauge. He has little green army men, tanks, etc. around his room displayed. So far, he's doing great. I wanted to put his desk next to his bookshelf so we could write a sign on the wall that said, "Research center." He wanted his desk over on the other side of the room. I one that argument because well, it didnt' make any sense to do it the other way. But his response was, "Mom, it's my room. Why can't I put it the way I want?" We talked about fluidity and asthetics and soon he came to the conclusion mom was right, but it wasn't the end of our "differences" in the room situation.
As I sought guidance through prayer, because I was becoming annoyed... more or less because out of silly things that were not going to make a significant difference, I was losing the battle to his opinion. I believe I've learned this: - Allow my child to try and fail...or conquer. - My way is not always the best... - I may be right, but he may be right too. - I may be right and he needs to learn to trust. - He has an opinion he needs to explore. - He may, through his abstract thought, become an amazing inventor or innovative engineer - I need to teach him how to process his abstract thoughts into practical ways (Ie.. if you have an idea, write it down, draw it out, see if it works on paper, then try it. Think about what he wants to do, think about consequences (positive and negative) then try it. Will it work? Do I need to do something else first?)
It's a long teaching curve and process, but it's something that needs to be learned. I may have another Einstein on my hands, or Steven Jobs, or Stephen Speilburg.
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Feb. 10, 2009
LINCOLN UNIT
I constantly reinforce the flexibility of homeschooling. This week is no exception. As it is Lincoln's birthday, we've chosen to create an entire unit on Lincoln. N-dog loves the civil war and Lincoln was the first president he learned. So, this week being Lincoln's 200th birthday, I decided to take a break from our 'regular curriculum' and am spending all week on Abe. Even my 3 year old is taking part in our activities, and has recognized Lincoln's face on television, billboards, magazines, etc. Here's how we've adapted every subject to Lincoln:
Bible- Since he was known as "Honest Abe," we're discussing honesty and lying and how the truth shall set you free.
Grammar- We're writing observations from a book we read. And since we're working on Proper Nouns, we work on writing the proper nouns surrounding Lincoln (S. Douglas, Illinois, Senate, President, etc.) They've copied the Gettysburg Address and now they are working on memorizing it!
Reading- N-Dog is reading Abe Lincoln's Hat. It takes a whole different aspect of Lincoln's life!
Math- Probably the most simple math we have done, is trying to figure out in what year Lincoln was born. We continued to go through our regular math, but every once in a while, I'll find something in the book he's reading to figure out with our math.
History-Need I explain? Let's see, Civil War, Gettysburg, Boyhood, etc. (Did you know that he wasn't born in Illinois?) By next Monday, President's Day, the kids will be presenting the Gettysburg Address on video in a costume they are making... tall hats, beards, etc.
Science- Since we're on the unit of Animals, this one was easy. We're discussing North American Animals and their different habitats, functions, etc. We've discussed the food chain, and as a result, we've been talking about Lincoln's favorite foods and how (If) they fit in the food chain.
Spelling- Grabbing words right out of Abe Lincoln's Hat. It's simple and practical.
And the kids are thoroughly enjoying school this week!!!!!
Stay tuned next week for video postings as they perform!
Bible- Since he was known as "Honest Abe," we're discussing honesty and lying and how the truth shall set you free.
Grammar- We're writing observations from a book we read. And since we're working on Proper Nouns, we work on writing the proper nouns surrounding Lincoln (S. Douglas, Illinois, Senate, President, etc.) They've copied the Gettysburg Address and now they are working on memorizing it!
Reading- N-Dog is reading Abe Lincoln's Hat. It takes a whole different aspect of Lincoln's life!
Math- Probably the most simple math we have done, is trying to figure out in what year Lincoln was born. We continued to go through our regular math, but every once in a while, I'll find something in the book he's reading to figure out with our math.
History-Need I explain? Let's see, Civil War, Gettysburg, Boyhood, etc. (Did you know that he wasn't born in Illinois?) By next Monday, President's Day, the kids will be presenting the Gettysburg Address on video in a costume they are making... tall hats, beards, etc.
Science- Since we're on the unit of Animals, this one was easy. We're discussing North American Animals and their different habitats, functions, etc. We've discussed the food chain, and as a result, we've been talking about Lincoln's favorite foods and how (If) they fit in the food chain.
Spelling- Grabbing words right out of Abe Lincoln's Hat. It's simple and practical.
And the kids are thoroughly enjoying school this week!!!!!
Stay tuned next week for video postings as they perform!
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Jan. 15, 2009
go team!
I've been reading several other people's blogs and have been grabbing ideas to implement in our household from everyone. I recently adopted the acronym family meaning. (Each letter of your last name represents a character that you want to work toward as a family. e.g. O= Orderly) That has changed our whole house's attitude toward everything. The kids, my DH and I have really taken this to heart.
With their dad working 2 jobs to keep our heads somewhat floating above water right now, it's been stressful on me to be a mom and a dad from 9 AM til 10 PM. It's the way things work right now. And though it could be quite stressful and hair-pulling, this Name Acronym has been an amazing reminder to me, maybe more than my kids. One of the words we've chosen to use in our acronym is "united." Instead of, "That's not my job this week!" or "But I didn't make this mess!" I have been asking the kids if their last name is DuBose. If they answer in the affirmative, they must realize that being united means working together as a team and doing what they need to do to help us out for our event for the night.
I was flustered the other evening when after taking the baby upstairs to get our night clothes on, I returned downstairs to popcorn scattered throughout the floor and clothes that I had just folded strewn out unfolded everywhere. "But Mom!"
I was at my wits end. A half an hour after their bed time, they were still up finishing our movie night. I shut the movie off wanting to scream and yell. My response, however, surprised the kids (and me) I simply asked them if they were DuBose's. They looked at me as if they wanted to say, "Not tonight!" I gengly affirmed them that I do not eat off their dishes, I do not dirty up their underwear, I am not the only person to use the toilet, yet I clean all these things. And though I may ask for help, many times I do them after they have gone to bed, for I am a DuBose and I love my family. Therefore, I do my part as mother and wife, tto be a DuBose. There was no argument. Everyone pitched in like it was the ninth inning and the second out. (Cuz at 8:30 at night, it was!)
They worked like angels. They worked peacefully and diligently and what harmony we had right before bed. It was so peaceful.
Tonight is date night, and although its too cold to go outside and leave the house with two sick babies, we will be taking the time to spend with each one of them. I have to run an errand, however, before date night commences, so I'm leaving behind a list of TEAM ACTIVITIES...things that need to get done before I return. I'm sure that after a long day of school and play, they'll work well together. Dad will be here tonight coaching us and encouraging us (Encourage is another of the DuBose words) as he leads the team to a victory so we can celebrate tonight.
I can't wait. I'm so thankful that God has been speaking to our family about our attitudes and how we treat each other. Our house has been full of such peace lately. I'm so thankful for that. So, go Team!!!!
With their dad working 2 jobs to keep our heads somewhat floating above water right now, it's been stressful on me to be a mom and a dad from 9 AM til 10 PM. It's the way things work right now. And though it could be quite stressful and hair-pulling, this Name Acronym has been an amazing reminder to me, maybe more than my kids. One of the words we've chosen to use in our acronym is "united." Instead of, "That's not my job this week!" or "But I didn't make this mess!" I have been asking the kids if their last name is DuBose. If they answer in the affirmative, they must realize that being united means working together as a team and doing what they need to do to help us out for our event for the night.
I was flustered the other evening when after taking the baby upstairs to get our night clothes on, I returned downstairs to popcorn scattered throughout the floor and clothes that I had just folded strewn out unfolded everywhere. "But Mom!"
I was at my wits end. A half an hour after their bed time, they were still up finishing our movie night. I shut the movie off wanting to scream and yell. My response, however, surprised the kids (and me) I simply asked them if they were DuBose's. They looked at me as if they wanted to say, "Not tonight!" I gengly affirmed them that I do not eat off their dishes, I do not dirty up their underwear, I am not the only person to use the toilet, yet I clean all these things. And though I may ask for help, many times I do them after they have gone to bed, for I am a DuBose and I love my family. Therefore, I do my part as mother and wife, tto be a DuBose. There was no argument. Everyone pitched in like it was the ninth inning and the second out. (Cuz at 8:30 at night, it was!)
They worked like angels. They worked peacefully and diligently and what harmony we had right before bed. It was so peaceful.
Tonight is date night, and although its too cold to go outside and leave the house with two sick babies, we will be taking the time to spend with each one of them. I have to run an errand, however, before date night commences, so I'm leaving behind a list of TEAM ACTIVITIES...things that need to get done before I return. I'm sure that after a long day of school and play, they'll work well together. Dad will be here tonight coaching us and encouraging us (Encourage is another of the DuBose words) as he leads the team to a victory so we can celebrate tonight.
I can't wait. I'm so thankful that God has been speaking to our family about our attitudes and how we treat each other. Our house has been full of such peace lately. I'm so thankful for that. So, go Team!!!!
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Jan. 6, 2009
The New Year
Our new school year was off to a rough start. On the day I preferred to start our lessons, I had a doctor appointment first thing in the morning. I received two phone calls from my husband (not the usual teacher, but substitute and principal) about locating a certain activity or usual process.
Upon my arrival, not only was my house in disarray, but the kids (and their ring leader) were running around the house giggling and laughing. When questioned their response...." It said "chill time" on the schedule! "
(Chill time = snack, get up and run around to get the energy out,) Chill time, however was supposed to be preceded by "Clean up " a time slot that evidently was omitted.
My husband left for work. One hour later, and a house still in shambles, our borders arrived. They were only staying the night, but it was enough to cause excitement that emitted through the house. If we were to put our school on the delays/closings scroll on the local stations, it would have said something like this:
DuBose School of Excellence- closed due to maintenance problems.
So we shut it down.
Today was a bit better, but we're still getting accustomed to our new schedule. Hopefully, it will go better tomorrow.
Upon my arrival, not only was my house in disarray, but the kids (and their ring leader) were running around the house giggling and laughing. When questioned their response...." It said "chill time" on the schedule! "
(Chill time = snack, get up and run around to get the energy out,) Chill time, however was supposed to be preceded by "Clean up " a time slot that evidently was omitted.
My husband left for work. One hour later, and a house still in shambles, our borders arrived. They were only staying the night, but it was enough to cause excitement that emitted through the house. If we were to put our school on the delays/closings scroll on the local stations, it would have said something like this:
DuBose School of Excellence- closed due to maintenance problems.
So we shut it down.
Today was a bit better, but we're still getting accustomed to our new schedule. Hopefully, it will go better tomorrow.
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Dec. 22, 2008
The Grinch who stole my brain
Here's a poem I wrote after an interesting morning! Enjoy!
The Grinch who stole my Brain
By Lisa J. DuBose
Twas the week of Christmas
And all through our home
The kids were excited
In a large place to roam.
Preparations being made
Decorations are hung
Cookies all baked
And carols all sung
School’s become fun
For math’s in the baking
Art’s in creating
The gifts we are making
Science is watching
The snow fall down
And learning that water
Is frozen around
History lies
In the memories we make
The Bible stories
In the morn as we wake
But reading, O reading
We must read on
Not the classics, just stories
But their brains were all gone!
What is this word, Mom?
What’s t-h-e?
And how do you say
A-N-D?
I can’t remember
Is it should or “sh-ow-d”
Oh my! It is all
A great big gray cloud!
O-F- is it of
Is it off or for?
Reading Amelia Bedelia
What a bore what a snore!
The Christmas Grinch
Has stolen my brain!
I cannot read anything
I shouldn’t complain!
The excuse that I have
Is a sad one but true
The Christmas Grinch stole
My brain! Woo- Hooo!
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Dec. 9, 2008
family
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Nov. 29, 2008
Christmas changes curriculum too
As we tighten our belt to make monthly financial responsibilities, we felt in our hearts to do something different for Christmas this year.
This year for Christmas, instead of spending a ton of money on the 9 cousins my family would have to purchase for, we've decided to make gifts.
One of these gifts, could potentially last a lifetime. The other, fun little things that might make their room brighten up while they are still small.
Both projects will require a lot of time. Both projects, will require a lot of artwork. So, for the next, well, until we finish the projects, our main goal for school is to finish the gifts. There will be math for measuring, science in the experiments, and art all around. We'll continue to write, but they will keep a journal of their progress on their gifts. We'll continue to read, and it will probably be related to American history and how each holiday began in the United States as well as around the world. There will be Bible...everyday. We will talk about giving, responsibility, love, missions, and the advent, all related to how we should perceive these days we call the holiday season.
I'm so thankful for the opportunity to home school my children. I'm so blessed to be able to say I teach my kids. I love my job!
This year for Christmas, instead of spending a ton of money on the 9 cousins my family would have to purchase for, we've decided to make gifts.
One of these gifts, could potentially last a lifetime. The other, fun little things that might make their room brighten up while they are still small.
Both projects will require a lot of time. Both projects, will require a lot of artwork. So, for the next, well, until we finish the projects, our main goal for school is to finish the gifts. There will be math for measuring, science in the experiments, and art all around. We'll continue to write, but they will keep a journal of their progress on their gifts. We'll continue to read, and it will probably be related to American history and how each holiday began in the United States as well as around the world. There will be Bible...everyday. We will talk about giving, responsibility, love, missions, and the advent, all related to how we should perceive these days we call the holiday season.
I'm so thankful for the opportunity to home school my children. I'm so blessed to be able to say I teach my kids. I love my job!
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Nov. 29, 2008
on the go
A couple of weeks ago, there was an accident in my family. I decided to go help take care of this particular family member. That required me and my 4 children to, at a moment's notice, pack up and leave the state leaving my husband and the house behind for an unknown amount of time.
I had several lessons planned for schooling, but now, we were having to adjust them, to make them more mobile and accessible.
Instead of packing heavy history books, science kits, and all the tools that go along with it, I packed the easy stuff. I ran to our church to make copies of worksheets, printed out fun pages of holiday stuff, grabbed some light relevant reading book, lots of blank notebooks, our handwriting books, and found lots of colored pencils and crayons that would last til we made our 5 hour car ride to our destination.
I found a great CD to listen to on the way which was really nice so I didn't have to scroll through all the inappropriate radio stations I was sure to hit.
Before getting to our relative's home, I explained to the kids that we were there to help her, not hinder her. We would not make her house a mess, we would continue our daily routine as if we were in school at home, and help her with the chores around the house. That little talk made a big difference when we got to her house. The kids were very respectful and didn't mind doing their school work. What made it nice, was that they took turns reading to her, as opposed to me, for their reading time, so she was able to enjoy their progress in education as much as I had been.
So the lesson plans that I had ready will eventually resume, but we had so much fun with the lesson plans on the go, that they may remain quick and easy through the holiday season. Crafts, science, history, language arts, reading, math, and spelling can all be learned through different mediums. Its not necessarily the publisher of the curriculum, but the concepts they are learning. My kids learned a lot through this time and experience...not just academically, but how to serve.
I had several lessons planned for schooling, but now, we were having to adjust them, to make them more mobile and accessible.
Instead of packing heavy history books, science kits, and all the tools that go along with it, I packed the easy stuff. I ran to our church to make copies of worksheets, printed out fun pages of holiday stuff, grabbed some light relevant reading book, lots of blank notebooks, our handwriting books, and found lots of colored pencils and crayons that would last til we made our 5 hour car ride to our destination.
I found a great CD to listen to on the way which was really nice so I didn't have to scroll through all the inappropriate radio stations I was sure to hit.
Before getting to our relative's home, I explained to the kids that we were there to help her, not hinder her. We would not make her house a mess, we would continue our daily routine as if we were in school at home, and help her with the chores around the house. That little talk made a big difference when we got to her house. The kids were very respectful and didn't mind doing their school work. What made it nice, was that they took turns reading to her, as opposed to me, for their reading time, so she was able to enjoy their progress in education as much as I had been.
So the lesson plans that I had ready will eventually resume, but we had so much fun with the lesson plans on the go, that they may remain quick and easy through the holiday season. Crafts, science, history, language arts, reading, math, and spelling can all be learned through different mediums. Its not necessarily the publisher of the curriculum, but the concepts they are learning. My kids learned a lot through this time and experience...not just academically, but how to serve.
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Nov. 5, 2008
Every opportunity
I love that homeschooling allows for so much flexibility. We are able to take advantage of every important opportunity that comes and make lessons out of it.
Yesterday, our history/social study lesson, for example, allowed us to vote. I took my children with me into my polling corridor and showed them how to vote. The why of the vote, we had already addressed. The who we vote for came naturally for my kids through discussion of our personal values and morals came into play. The what of the vote was easy... we're voting the President in. The when of the vote came as we looked at the calendar and discovered which Tuesday (and always a Tuesday) we vote. Papa Bear had explained the importance of voting to my kids already and so they were aware of how vital our vote was.
Today, the first full day after the results, we created an entire cross-curricula unit. Here's what we did:
Bought 2 newspapers- 1 local, 1 national (50 cents a piece)
READING-Located where in the newspapers the election results were, an electoral map, and our local election results.
SOCIAL STUDIES/ CIVICS- Discussed the importance of the popular vote and electoral votes
MATH-Created a pie graph based upon the electoral votes for each candidate AND the undeclared votes. AND Created 2 bar graphs - 1 for the popular votes and 1 for the electoral votes
WRITING PROCESS- ORGANIZATION OF THOUGHTS- Cut out important information regarding the election, including the electoral maps, stats, name of the newspaper and date, etc. We glued them onto a piece of paper creating a collage of the election and placed these in our history notebooks.
AMERICAN HISTORY- We determined which numerical president Obama would be and why this election was so historical
SCIENCE...THEORIES AND DEMOGRAPHICS- Upon looking at the electoral map, we discussed and theorized why, though there was more red on the paper, the blue party won the election
School was a blast today. The kids loved it and there wasn't a whole lot of preparation on my part either.
Yesterday, our history/social study lesson, for example, allowed us to vote. I took my children with me into my polling corridor and showed them how to vote. The why of the vote, we had already addressed. The who we vote for came naturally for my kids through discussion of our personal values and morals came into play. The what of the vote was easy... we're voting the President in. The when of the vote came as we looked at the calendar and discovered which Tuesday (and always a Tuesday) we vote. Papa Bear had explained the importance of voting to my kids already and so they were aware of how vital our vote was.
Today, the first full day after the results, we created an entire cross-curricula unit. Here's what we did:
Bought 2 newspapers- 1 local, 1 national (50 cents a piece)
READING-Located where in the newspapers the election results were, an electoral map, and our local election results.
SOCIAL STUDIES/ CIVICS- Discussed the importance of the popular vote and electoral votes
MATH-Created a pie graph based upon the electoral votes for each candidate AND the undeclared votes. AND Created 2 bar graphs - 1 for the popular votes and 1 for the electoral votes
WRITING PROCESS- ORGANIZATION OF THOUGHTS- Cut out important information regarding the election, including the electoral maps, stats, name of the newspaper and date, etc. We glued them onto a piece of paper creating a collage of the election and placed these in our history notebooks.
AMERICAN HISTORY- We determined which numerical president Obama would be and why this election was so historical
SCIENCE...THEORIES AND DEMOGRAPHICS- Upon looking at the electoral map, we discussed and theorized why, though there was more red on the paper, the blue party won the election
School was a blast today. The kids loved it and there wasn't a whole lot of preparation on my part either.
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Oct. 28, 2008
Growing a bit too fast
I closed the door behind me, picked up the cell, and called my mom.
"I don't know how you did it," I said with a little tear in my eye and a hiccup in my throat.
She laughed...with me, as she knew what I had just done.
It was a weekend my oldest son had been looking forward to for a year and a half. He was now in second grade and old enough to go... PK retreat.
The whole way to the campground, we reviewed our expectations.... Be respectful of your counselor, enjoy yourself, brush your teeth, change your underwear everyday, eat whatever is given to you, be responsible, participate in discussions and chapel, love people who may not choose to love you... and the list goes on.
He reminded me that he was very aware of these, as they are a daily part of his discipline, but still, I would not be there for those subtle reminders, should he need one.
He signed himself in, proving his independence, got his room assignment and then looked at his father. We all helped him carry his belongings to his cabin... little brother had the pillow, little sister had the sleeping bag, and he carried his bag. When we met his counselor, I gasped, at his youthfulness. I wondered how well such a young man could take care of a bunch of little 7 and 8 year olds, but he was there, and I was once his age taking care of the same, so I had confidence in his confidence.
After his dad had laid out his sleeping bag, we'd kissed him, and given him his final "reminders," we all turned around and left. It was over. He was there, and we were leaving.
My baby was growing up.
We picked him up yesterday afternoon. What a joy it was to see him! He spoke of his adventures all day. All the things he learned and did! All the lessons he had been introduced to, the new activities he'd never experienced, and the new friends he had loved.
I thank all the counselors and leaders for allowing such a ministry to our precious children. I know he has come back with a special touch in his life, and it meant so much for him to broaden his horizons and explore new territory.
"I don't know how you did it," I said with a little tear in my eye and a hiccup in my throat.
She laughed...with me, as she knew what I had just done.
It was a weekend my oldest son had been looking forward to for a year and a half. He was now in second grade and old enough to go... PK retreat.
The whole way to the campground, we reviewed our expectations.... Be respectful of your counselor, enjoy yourself, brush your teeth, change your underwear everyday, eat whatever is given to you, be responsible, participate in discussions and chapel, love people who may not choose to love you... and the list goes on.
He reminded me that he was very aware of these, as they are a daily part of his discipline, but still, I would not be there for those subtle reminders, should he need one.
He signed himself in, proving his independence, got his room assignment and then looked at his father. We all helped him carry his belongings to his cabin... little brother had the pillow, little sister had the sleeping bag, and he carried his bag. When we met his counselor, I gasped, at his youthfulness. I wondered how well such a young man could take care of a bunch of little 7 and 8 year olds, but he was there, and I was once his age taking care of the same, so I had confidence in his confidence.
After his dad had laid out his sleeping bag, we'd kissed him, and given him his final "reminders," we all turned around and left. It was over. He was there, and we were leaving.
My baby was growing up.
We picked him up yesterday afternoon. What a joy it was to see him! He spoke of his adventures all day. All the things he learned and did! All the lessons he had been introduced to, the new activities he'd never experienced, and the new friends he had loved.
I thank all the counselors and leaders for allowing such a ministry to our precious children. I know he has come back with a special touch in his life, and it meant so much for him to broaden his horizons and explore new territory.
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Oct. 13, 2008
overwhelmed
Despite what my intended blog was to be, I want to share briefly an amazing blessing we received yesterday.
I simply want to say thank you to those of you who thanked and appreciated us yesterday. Pastor and I were completely overwhelmed by your generosity, notes, and prayers. Though we are still praying about which direction to go in with the gifts we received, we know that you were obedient to what God had placed on your hearts. What an awesome responsibility you have given us as your Pastors and each one of you has a very special place in our hearts. Thank you for the opportunity to minister to you. It is a completely humbling experience and you are a tremendous people to work with as we advance the Kingdom of God. Thank you again, for your arms of servitude and hearts of gold. We graciously accept your support.
With much love,
Lisa
I simply want to say thank you to those of you who thanked and appreciated us yesterday. Pastor and I were completely overwhelmed by your generosity, notes, and prayers. Though we are still praying about which direction to go in with the gifts we received, we know that you were obedient to what God had placed on your hearts. What an awesome responsibility you have given us as your Pastors and each one of you has a very special place in our hearts. Thank you for the opportunity to minister to you. It is a completely humbling experience and you are a tremendous people to work with as we advance the Kingdom of God. Thank you again, for your arms of servitude and hearts of gold. We graciously accept your support.
With much love,
Lisa
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Oct. 7, 2008
blogging and facebook- a ministry
One of my new favorite books-- Walk Across the Room by Pastor Bill Hybels
The Bible teaches us that we are to spread the light of Jesus. Through our words, our actions, our thoughts, and our decisions, we should be spreading the love of Jesus. St. Francis of Assisi said, "By all means preach the Gospel of Jesus Christ. If necessary, use words." For me, words is my most powerful choice of ministry, which I shall explain.
The premise of the book Walk Across the Room is that you can use any room, place, etc, to be a minister, by just making a friend and acting as you are. Becoming friends with people, getting to know them, spending time with them, even in their element and not yours, is the way we lead them to Jesus. We don't need to preach the Word by using Religious jargon, but put simply, our lifestyle, and their knowledge of our relationship with Jesus, can allow for open doors of communication.
However, I found myself in a predicament. I had difficulty identifying a "room" I should walk across. I am a homeschool mom, home the majority of the time, and when I wasn't at home (or the grocery store), I was at church. So, the people that I hang out with, most of them are Christians. Even my immediate neighbors are Christians.
After much prayer, it occurred to me that every time I go online and leave a tag on my Facebook heading, I'm walking across the room. It occurred to me that every time I blog, the words that I say could have a lasting impact on one who would read it. You can't hide very much from Facebook. Everyone sees what you have written to everyone, whether you want them to see it or not. My blog spans the world wide web, so anyone who may happen to spot any entry I may write, will indeed be influenced by the words I choose.
My walk across the room, though it may be a bit impersonal, is more like a surf across the net. But, if I want to minister to modern day people, I need to be where they are... using modern day technology.
The Bible teaches us that we are to spread the light of Jesus. Through our words, our actions, our thoughts, and our decisions, we should be spreading the love of Jesus. St. Francis of Assisi said, "By all means preach the Gospel of Jesus Christ. If necessary, use words." For me, words is my most powerful choice of ministry, which I shall explain.
The premise of the book Walk Across the Room is that you can use any room, place, etc, to be a minister, by just making a friend and acting as you are. Becoming friends with people, getting to know them, spending time with them, even in their element and not yours, is the way we lead them to Jesus. We don't need to preach the Word by using Religious jargon, but put simply, our lifestyle, and their knowledge of our relationship with Jesus, can allow for open doors of communication.
However, I found myself in a predicament. I had difficulty identifying a "room" I should walk across. I am a homeschool mom, home the majority of the time, and when I wasn't at home (or the grocery store), I was at church. So, the people that I hang out with, most of them are Christians. Even my immediate neighbors are Christians.
After much prayer, it occurred to me that every time I go online and leave a tag on my Facebook heading, I'm walking across the room. It occurred to me that every time I blog, the words that I say could have a lasting impact on one who would read it. You can't hide very much from Facebook. Everyone sees what you have written to everyone, whether you want them to see it or not. My blog spans the world wide web, so anyone who may happen to spot any entry I may write, will indeed be influenced by the words I choose.
My walk across the room, though it may be a bit impersonal, is more like a surf across the net. But, if I want to minister to modern day people, I need to be where they are... using modern day technology.
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Oct. 7, 2008
update
A couple weeks ago now, I asked you the question, "Which one would you choose?"
I received a variety of answers, not one more prevalent than another. I've since written and deleted this entry.
Two weeks ago, I wrote a very humble blog about where in life I was at that point that got me from breakdown to peace. I swung open a door that enabled any reader who was able to grasp that briefly available blog, to every cranny of my house. It was a door I chose to open as I allowed fresh air to come in for recirculation and a new wave hover in our house. However, I also chose to quickly shut the door as to not let many more gnats come infiltrate us. So for those who were unable to read that pre-mentioned blog, let me share with you, an overall picture of what happened. Following that, I will in turn dive into the other topics I had discussed writing about in entries to come.
My family and I hit a very difficult time financially. It wasn't just a difficult time, however, it was an impossible time. When we walk by faith, sometimes the numbers just don't add up. In our case, they weren't only adding up, but they were quickly doing negative multiplication. (A negative times a negative in our case, equaled a double negative, and not a positive.) For example, if one month we were behind on payment x, the next month we were not only behind on that payment, but now that payment, plus the same payment for a second month and a payment y. It was quickly becoming a desperate situation which led me to doubt, which led to mental and emotional breakdown.
I sat on the sofa that evening after my husband put the babies to bed and continued to cry...sob. I refused to be put in a situation in which would put my children in jeopardy. We dug a debt hole and we were only burying ourselves in it. My husband returned from the bed-tucking, and sat next to me on the couch. He spoke into my life something I thought was the most ridiculous thing I'd ever heard...my initial thought, in fact, was that it bordered stupidity.
As he began to share with me how the Lord spoke to him to give a "Faith Pledge" in the offering on Sunday, and how much, I gasped and at that point, was my breaking point. I told him I thought it was stupid, because how could God...?
We continued to discuss this with much tension. Suddenly, my mouth opened and I said, "I can't convince you of logical thinking, and therefore, if you plan on putting in this check, I will put it in for you."
At that instant of faith in God and trust in my husband, as the overseer of our household, I felt an unexplainable peace. It was in that, I had completely relenquished all control. All control given over to the trust of my husband, that he was hearing the Word of God, and I received a peace I couldn't possibly comprehend. A peace that I didn't deserve, nor did I know where it came from. All I DID know, was that I had finally given up trying to control our situation, and I had peace. I didn't say I had joy, for that would come in time, but I did have peace.
I received a variety of answers, not one more prevalent than another. I've since written and deleted this entry.
Two weeks ago, I wrote a very humble blog about where in life I was at that point that got me from breakdown to peace. I swung open a door that enabled any reader who was able to grasp that briefly available blog, to every cranny of my house. It was a door I chose to open as I allowed fresh air to come in for recirculation and a new wave hover in our house. However, I also chose to quickly shut the door as to not let many more gnats come infiltrate us. So for those who were unable to read that pre-mentioned blog, let me share with you, an overall picture of what happened. Following that, I will in turn dive into the other topics I had discussed writing about in entries to come.
My family and I hit a very difficult time financially. It wasn't just a difficult time, however, it was an impossible time. When we walk by faith, sometimes the numbers just don't add up. In our case, they weren't only adding up, but they were quickly doing negative multiplication. (A negative times a negative in our case, equaled a double negative, and not a positive.) For example, if one month we were behind on payment x, the next month we were not only behind on that payment, but now that payment, plus the same payment for a second month and a payment y. It was quickly becoming a desperate situation which led me to doubt, which led to mental and emotional breakdown.
I sat on the sofa that evening after my husband put the babies to bed and continued to cry...sob. I refused to be put in a situation in which would put my children in jeopardy. We dug a debt hole and we were only burying ourselves in it. My husband returned from the bed-tucking, and sat next to me on the couch. He spoke into my life something I thought was the most ridiculous thing I'd ever heard...my initial thought, in fact, was that it bordered stupidity.
As he began to share with me how the Lord spoke to him to give a "Faith Pledge" in the offering on Sunday, and how much, I gasped and at that point, was my breaking point. I told him I thought it was stupid, because how could God...?
We continued to discuss this with much tension. Suddenly, my mouth opened and I said, "I can't convince you of logical thinking, and therefore, if you plan on putting in this check, I will put it in for you."
At that instant of faith in God and trust in my husband, as the overseer of our household, I felt an unexplainable peace. It was in that, I had completely relenquished all control. All control given over to the trust of my husband, that he was hearing the Word of God, and I received a peace I couldn't possibly comprehend. A peace that I didn't deserve, nor did I know where it came from. All I DID know, was that I had finally given up trying to control our situation, and I had peace. I didn't say I had joy, for that would come in time, but I did have peace.
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Sep. 18, 2008
many things to blog about
I have many things to blog about today. In fact, as I write, I'm not sure if I want to blog about 4 things in one blog, on write 4 blogs.
First I'll subdivide them into categories, then we'll talk about it...together.
1.) From speaking to receiving- Confessing my small blessings turned into large blessings.
2. ) Planting a seed online-- blogging and facebook turning into a ministry
3. ) Peace that passes all understanding- From rock bottom and breakdown to a complete peace - for no reason
4.) Passing the buck... I mean burden
I'm gonna give it a few minutes, and let you respond. Which would you like to hear about first?
Put them in order from the one you want to hear the most, to the one you want to hear the least by sending me a comment. I'll blog later on the winner (s).
First I'll subdivide them into categories, then we'll talk about it...together.
1.) From speaking to receiving- Confessing my small blessings turned into large blessings.
2. ) Planting a seed online-- blogging and facebook turning into a ministry
3. ) Peace that passes all understanding- From rock bottom and breakdown to a complete peace - for no reason
4.) Passing the buck... I mean burden
I'm gonna give it a few minutes, and let you respond. Which would you like to hear about first?
Put them in order from the one you want to hear the most, to the one you want to hear the least by sending me a comment. I'll blog later on the winner (s).
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Sep. 16, 2008
9 lipsticks, no pen- its in the bag
I recently got stopped in the hallway at church where a wonderful lady was attempting to sign some papers. As kind as the lady, she asked, "I'm sorry. Do you happen to have a pen on you? I went through my purse and found like 9 lipsticks, but no pen."
Me- I'm a Pastor's wife, Christian Education director, and mom who stays at home and home schools a house full of children. I get up in the morning and make myself look decent and make myself available in 8 minutes flat. On Sundays, I spend a little more time prepping myself, because as you know, I have a expectations I must meet:)
Her- She's a very highly respected business woman, deconess of our church, well organized, and mother of two very capable, active teens.
She knows me well. I happened to be walking by with a pen in my hand. No purse, no diaper bag, just a bell and a pen. I gave it to her, but it made me think. I laughed as I shared this experience with my husband.
Think of the things you have in your purse/bag/diaper bag/ wallet, etc. At any given time, I have the essentials: my wallet,( with at most $2 cash in it at any given time) diapers, 3 for the baby, 2 for the preschooler who's ALMOST potty trained, a change of outfits, (one for each of my 2 little ones, and always a shirt for me) a couple burp cloths, wipes,cell phone, hand sanitizer, binkies, baby food, spoon, some sort of quick snack, crayons, scrap paper, bibs, my calendar, pens, pencils, and business cards. And YES, those are the essentials. The non-essentials might be a book for me to read, my notebook for church, Bible, my small group book, a couple books for the kids, a deck of history flashcards, my three ring binder and an extra notebook, just in case the kids run out of scrap paper.
How many can actually say they carry all that? My husband calls me the Bag Lady, and rightly so, because at minimum I carry my diaper bag, but most of the time, its my green Vera Bradley bag, or my LL Bean bag filled church stuff, or my McGraw Hill bag (from my old teaching days) filled with library books. More times than not, you can catch me carrying all three. NO WONDER MY BACK HURTS!
So what's in YOUR bag? Does your bag (s) reflect you? My life IS in my bag. Literally. Are there 9 lipsticks and no pen? Crayons and scrap paper? Or a date book inside your cell phone?
Me- I'm a Pastor's wife, Christian Education director, and mom who stays at home and home schools a house full of children. I get up in the morning and make myself look decent and make myself available in 8 minutes flat. On Sundays, I spend a little more time prepping myself, because as you know, I have a expectations I must meet:)
Her- She's a very highly respected business woman, deconess of our church, well organized, and mother of two very capable, active teens.
She knows me well. I happened to be walking by with a pen in my hand. No purse, no diaper bag, just a bell and a pen. I gave it to her, but it made me think. I laughed as I shared this experience with my husband.
Think of the things you have in your purse/bag/diaper bag/ wallet, etc. At any given time, I have the essentials: my wallet,( with at most $2 cash in it at any given time) diapers, 3 for the baby, 2 for the preschooler who's ALMOST potty trained, a change of outfits, (one for each of my 2 little ones, and always a shirt for me) a couple burp cloths, wipes,cell phone, hand sanitizer, binkies, baby food, spoon, some sort of quick snack, crayons, scrap paper, bibs, my calendar, pens, pencils, and business cards. And YES, those are the essentials. The non-essentials might be a book for me to read, my notebook for church, Bible, my small group book, a couple books for the kids, a deck of history flashcards, my three ring binder and an extra notebook, just in case the kids run out of scrap paper.
How many can actually say they carry all that? My husband calls me the Bag Lady, and rightly so, because at minimum I carry my diaper bag, but most of the time, its my green Vera Bradley bag, or my LL Bean bag filled church stuff, or my McGraw Hill bag (from my old teaching days) filled with library books. More times than not, you can catch me carrying all three. NO WONDER MY BACK HURTS!
So what's in YOUR bag? Does your bag (s) reflect you? My life IS in my bag. Literally. Are there 9 lipsticks and no pen? Crayons and scrap paper? Or a date book inside your cell phone?
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Sep. 13, 2008
Blessings
Despite the fact that it is not yet Thanksgiving, the last couple of weeks I've really been thankful for just about everything. Tropical Storm Hannah might have brought a lot of wind and rain, and yes, even some damage to houses around, but I know, that I've been blessed through it. Before Hannah, we hadn't had significant rain in almost a month, and as a result, lawns and plants were dying. There was talk of water restriction of usage. So despite the negative repercussions, we were also blessed.
I'm thankful for my house. It provides a roof over my head, and a place I can call my own. It's a place where I can raise my children, for at least this time period in our lives. I could do a lot of complaining about it. I want to fix it here or there, and I want to paint it here or there, but really everywhere. I'm thankful for my home.
When I look in my refrigerator, I could have two thoughts... I wish I had... or, I'm so thankful for what's in there. Regardless of the fact that it seems a bit empty sometimes, I'm getting creative in coming up with a way to redo leftovers, and I'm taking advantage of everything that's in my fridge. I love that we've been blessed with food. A wonderful gentleman from our church is constantly giving us a variety of vegetables and odd looking fruits foreign to us, but from his garden. Some, our family loves to eat. Others, were not so tasty, but they supplied vitamins and a chance for us to experience new things. So, I'm thankful for the opportunity to try these things, like them or not.
I'm grateful for the small things. I'm thankful for finding the long lost sock when I sweep under the couch, and I give praise to Jesus everytime I do. I'm thankful for every drop of laundry soap I'm able to squeeze out of the bottle. I'm thankful for the pennies and dimes (and occasional dollar bills) I find in pants pockets I wore a couple seasons ago. I'm thankful I'm losing weight to fit into clothes I wore BEFORE I got pregnant. I'm thankful for the friends who are willing to hold my baby while I attend to another child.
Most of all, I realize how blessed I am with a great family. I have a fabulous husband whom I've come to respect at a whole new level in the last year and a half. He's spoken grace, love, and wisdom into my life and I'm so apprecitative of this. He's my best friend, my husband, my children's father, and my pastor, and though many roles he plays, he's done each of them well. I have four wonderful children, of whom are the most precious gifts. I'm so thankful for them. They have brought so much life into our home. Big Boy, Princess Boo, Little boy, and Baby boy have been such an asset to our life. God has given us these beautiful gifts and we have such a privilege as we raise them up, also in learning to be thankful. In what we have and what we don't have, we are learning to give God our thanks for all of our blessings.
I'm thankful for my house. It provides a roof over my head, and a place I can call my own. It's a place where I can raise my children, for at least this time period in our lives. I could do a lot of complaining about it. I want to fix it here or there, and I want to paint it here or there, but really everywhere. I'm thankful for my home.
When I look in my refrigerator, I could have two thoughts... I wish I had... or, I'm so thankful for what's in there. Regardless of the fact that it seems a bit empty sometimes, I'm getting creative in coming up with a way to redo leftovers, and I'm taking advantage of everything that's in my fridge. I love that we've been blessed with food. A wonderful gentleman from our church is constantly giving us a variety of vegetables and odd looking fruits foreign to us, but from his garden. Some, our family loves to eat. Others, were not so tasty, but they supplied vitamins and a chance for us to experience new things. So, I'm thankful for the opportunity to try these things, like them or not.
I'm grateful for the small things. I'm thankful for finding the long lost sock when I sweep under the couch, and I give praise to Jesus everytime I do. I'm thankful for every drop of laundry soap I'm able to squeeze out of the bottle. I'm thankful for the pennies and dimes (and occasional dollar bills) I find in pants pockets I wore a couple seasons ago. I'm thankful I'm losing weight to fit into clothes I wore BEFORE I got pregnant. I'm thankful for the friends who are willing to hold my baby while I attend to another child.
Most of all, I realize how blessed I am with a great family. I have a fabulous husband whom I've come to respect at a whole new level in the last year and a half. He's spoken grace, love, and wisdom into my life and I'm so apprecitative of this. He's my best friend, my husband, my children's father, and my pastor, and though many roles he plays, he's done each of them well. I have four wonderful children, of whom are the most precious gifts. I'm so thankful for them. They have brought so much life into our home. Big Boy, Princess Boo, Little boy, and Baby boy have been such an asset to our life. God has given us these beautiful gifts and we have such a privilege as we raise them up, also in learning to be thankful. In what we have and what we don't have, we are learning to give God our thanks for all of our blessings.
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Sep. 11, 2008
the week long birthday
My husband's birthday was this week. Yes. I mean this entire week.
His birthday, according to the Gregorian Calendar, would have been on Monday. But my husband, who has been trying to petition his birthday to become a national holiday, woke up on Sunday and slated that his birthday was going to be all week. So far, he's been correct.
His birthday started on Sunday. People handed him gifts and birthday wishes left and right in church on Sunday. (That's what happens when the birthdays of the week flash on the powerpoint screen before church.) He got a bunch of fun stuff like cookies, candies, and chocolate syrup, his favorites.
Monday, was his birthday. So the kids gave him their homemade presents and cards and we all sang to dad at dinner.
Tuesday: the birthday cake. I didn't have time on Monday to make it, so we made it on Tuesday. We presented it to him at dinner, and sang again, with another round of birthday kisses for dad.
Wednesday: I dropped lunch off at work for him, so he didn't have to starve. When I got home, I called him. He was out. Eating lunch with a Pastor friend of his that picked him up to celebrate his birthday. Then, at church that night, more presents from people, this time doughnuts. (Yeah, his favorite from Krispy Kreme) mmmmmm.
Thursday: Birthday party with the youth group. We had a pizza party, and more cake, this time cupcakes with footballs on top.
So, my husband's birthday has become a week celebration.
Happy Birthday, Rob, AND tomorrow, we all go on a diet.:)
His birthday, according to the Gregorian Calendar, would have been on Monday. But my husband, who has been trying to petition his birthday to become a national holiday, woke up on Sunday and slated that his birthday was going to be all week. So far, he's been correct.
His birthday started on Sunday. People handed him gifts and birthday wishes left and right in church on Sunday. (That's what happens when the birthdays of the week flash on the powerpoint screen before church.) He got a bunch of fun stuff like cookies, candies, and chocolate syrup, his favorites.
Monday, was his birthday. So the kids gave him their homemade presents and cards and we all sang to dad at dinner.
Tuesday: the birthday cake. I didn't have time on Monday to make it, so we made it on Tuesday. We presented it to him at dinner, and sang again, with another round of birthday kisses for dad.
Wednesday: I dropped lunch off at work for him, so he didn't have to starve. When I got home, I called him. He was out. Eating lunch with a Pastor friend of his that picked him up to celebrate his birthday. Then, at church that night, more presents from people, this time doughnuts. (Yeah, his favorite from Krispy Kreme) mmmmmm.
Thursday: Birthday party with the youth group. We had a pizza party, and more cake, this time cupcakes with footballs on top.
So, my husband's birthday has become a week celebration.
Happy Birthday, Rob, AND tomorrow, we all go on a diet.:)
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Sep. 6, 2008
hannah's adventure
Wow! What a rainstorm Tropical Storm Hannah graced us with today. I'm so thankful for the rain:) Minus about an hour or so of rain about a week ago, we haven't had a good rainstorm in almost a month. Its fabulous.
The irony in it all is this:
My husband started his new job this week. Today is his second day on the job. So here I am, with a toddler, an infant, and my two sports enthusiasts who had football games today. Yup, in Hannah Storm, we all went. I sat under this HUGE umbrella, again, completely thankful for, with my two year old and my infant on my lap, feeding them graham crackers, sippy cups, etc, cheering for my oldest saturated not of sweat, but of cold rain, and watching my baby girl run around with her coach trying to find her uniform that was lost in the shuffle of things.
To say the least, we were all exhausted after 2 1/2 hours of this, not to mention, cold. Big boy and Boo stripped their clothes in the car, thanks to their smart mom who brought a change of clothes for them. Little boy fell asleep, and baby boy cried the whole way home. I wish I had a picture of the fun we had today. What a great adventure we had today!:)
The irony in it all is this:
My husband started his new job this week. Today is his second day on the job. So here I am, with a toddler, an infant, and my two sports enthusiasts who had football games today. Yup, in Hannah Storm, we all went. I sat under this HUGE umbrella, again, completely thankful for, with my two year old and my infant on my lap, feeding them graham crackers, sippy cups, etc, cheering for my oldest saturated not of sweat, but of cold rain, and watching my baby girl run around with her coach trying to find her uniform that was lost in the shuffle of things.
To say the least, we were all exhausted after 2 1/2 hours of this, not to mention, cold. Big boy and Boo stripped their clothes in the car, thanks to their smart mom who brought a change of clothes for them. Little boy fell asleep, and baby boy cried the whole way home. I wish I had a picture of the fun we had today. What a great adventure we had today!:)
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Sep. 3, 2008
closed chapter
After much prayer and consideration, I've decided to officially close a major chapter in my life today.
Upon graduation of college, I received a BA in Music Education. I taught in public schools for a couple of years, in private pre-schools and finally in private music studios.
I gained a lot of knowledge, had a blast, and grew in gifts and in wisdom. I'll never forget the experiences I had in all of these avenues and am extremely grateful to those who gave me opportunity to be a part.
About four months before my son was born, I took an early leave of absence from the private studio I was working for because I was having pregnancy complications. I have since been considering going back to work (the healthy baby is now 4 months old).
(Nathanael at his second piano recital from this studio)
However, I have recently felt a strong release from that duty. In fact, I strongly believe, that right now, I am to focus on completing a major project I have been working on for five years. I would love to go back to work simply as a respite, for I thoroughly enjoyed teaching and the kids. However, right now I believe that chapter is closed. That doesn't mean that I can ever go back to doing that again, it just means that my energies will be focused elsewhere.
My apologies to my students and friends at the studio, but this just isn't the right time. I cannot be disobedient to the call placed upon my life at this time, and without a doubt, I'm feeling a strong pull toward another area, largely unrelated to music, though I'm sure I will integrate it subtly.
I will continue to home school my children, as this will be an asset to me and to them, as we together work this project. Family ministry, for us, means that as a family, as a team, we will work this project as we all grow.
I'm sure one day, I'll be released to explain what this project is, but for now, it will remain untitled. This project will take time, effort, patience, and even capital, which is few right now, so if you so desire, please pray for our family as we take flight in this adventure.
Upon graduation of college, I received a BA in Music Education. I taught in public schools for a couple of years, in private pre-schools and finally in private music studios.
I gained a lot of knowledge, had a blast, and grew in gifts and in wisdom. I'll never forget the experiences I had in all of these avenues and am extremely grateful to those who gave me opportunity to be a part.
About four months before my son was born, I took an early leave of absence from the private studio I was working for because I was having pregnancy complications. I have since been considering going back to work (the healthy baby is now 4 months old).
(Nathanael at his second piano recital from this studio)
However, I have recently felt a strong release from that duty. In fact, I strongly believe, that right now, I am to focus on completing a major project I have been working on for five years. I would love to go back to work simply as a respite, for I thoroughly enjoyed teaching and the kids. However, right now I believe that chapter is closed. That doesn't mean that I can ever go back to doing that again, it just means that my energies will be focused elsewhere.
My apologies to my students and friends at the studio, but this just isn't the right time. I cannot be disobedient to the call placed upon my life at this time, and without a doubt, I'm feeling a strong pull toward another area, largely unrelated to music, though I'm sure I will integrate it subtly.
I will continue to home school my children, as this will be an asset to me and to them, as we together work this project. Family ministry, for us, means that as a family, as a team, we will work this project as we all grow.
I'm sure one day, I'll be released to explain what this project is, but for now, it will remain untitled. This project will take time, effort, patience, and even capital, which is few right now, so if you so desire, please pray for our family as we take flight in this adventure.
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Aug. 28, 2008
my little noah
One year ago today, little Noah was born. He was a precious little boy, but never a very happy little boy. I love him so, my little Noah. What a precious addition he was to my sister's family. He's her third child.
Noah's had a lot of health problems. He doesn't grow well, in fact, he's lost a lot of weight throughout his little year. Noah has had a lot of respiratory problems and has had what have seemed like allergic reactions to a lot of foods.
Recently, a doctor told my sister and brother-in-law he believed Noah had Cystic Fibrosis. My sister had already prepared for such news. The news took a toll on my sister and her family. But...
(Noah's the little guy sitting on the table)
Noah's tests for CF came back negative. Still unsure of what Noah has, the doctors continue to do tests. I'm so thankful for the doctors who haven't given up. I'm so thankful for friends and family that prays continually for Noah. Though he continues with health issues, they are fewer than what they had been.
Today Noah went in for his 1 year check up. Noah has gained weight! He's looking much better and is, I believe, on the road to recovery to perfect health.
That's my little Noah. Happy Birthday, buddy! Aunty loves you!
Noah's had a lot of health problems. He doesn't grow well, in fact, he's lost a lot of weight throughout his little year. Noah has had a lot of respiratory problems and has had what have seemed like allergic reactions to a lot of foods.
Recently, a doctor told my sister and brother-in-law he believed Noah had Cystic Fibrosis. My sister had already prepared for such news. The news took a toll on my sister and her family. But...
(Noah's the little guy sitting on the table)Noah's tests for CF came back negative. Still unsure of what Noah has, the doctors continue to do tests. I'm so thankful for the doctors who haven't given up. I'm so thankful for friends and family that prays continually for Noah. Though he continues with health issues, they are fewer than what they had been.
Today Noah went in for his 1 year check up. Noah has gained weight! He's looking much better and is, I believe, on the road to recovery to perfect health.
That's my little Noah. Happy Birthday, buddy! Aunty loves you!