"What God arranges for us to experience at each moment is the holiest thing that could happen to us."

Jean-Pierre Caussade, an 18th century writer

I "borrowed" this from a blog I read earlier today.  It just amazed me.  I mean, I know this.  I've probably said it, not in so many words.  But sometimes truth just hits me between the eyes.

My life is holy.  My wifely and motherly duties are holy.  Teaching math is holy.  Cleaning the baby is holy.  Disciplining is holy.  Wow.

But what about the flip-side?  What about when I ruin these holy moments with my unholy attitude?  It grieves my heart to think about this because I'm not only ruining these moments for myself, I'm ruining them for my children also.  I'm robbing them of a chance to have "holy time" with mom.

Wow.  I am convinced that raising my children and homeschooling them is more for me than them.  I need to grow so much.  I need to learn so much.  They are along for the ride.