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Musings of a relaxed, identity-directed homeschooling mum in New Zealand.
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A Life of Privilege
Does this sound familiar?
She rises in the morning at a time she determines best for her family. She runs her day according to her family schedule, she is not at the mercy of imposed timetables. She can pick and choose activities that will be of benefit to her family.
She doesn't feel she has to live up to a certain image. No one minds much if her hair turns a little grey, or her clothes get a bit frumpy. She can spend all day in her favourite pair of cosy slippers.
She spends all day with some of those who mean the most to her, her children, her favourite people. She doesn't worry about 'quality time' with her children, she is just with them. Working, discussing, growing, they are just together.
There is great room for intellectual stimulation. Maths, science, history become fascinating as they all point to the creator who is 'before all things, and in him all things hold together'.
If life starts to feel a bit stale she is free to pursue some creativity of her own. Writing, music, art, gardening add to the beauty of her home and life.
She lives a life of nourishment. Physical nourishment of herself and her family, she pays attention to their nutrition, ensures they get adequate rest and exercise. They are nourished through relationships, with each other and the friends and family they welcome into their home. There is spiritual nourishment too, as they learn about their creator together.
Every need is met. She has a husband who works hard to support his family. Sometimes it takes a bit of ingenuity to make ends meet, but she is never ultimately without or lacking.
She knows time is short, so she determines to make the most of it. She realises todays challenges will be tomorrows memories, or even family jokes, so she savours each stage, knowing it will be all too fleeting.
She walks the path of grace, there is ample room for her to make mistakes, to fall flat on her face again and again, and rise knowing that she is not the one in ultimate control.
She doesn't look elsewhere to try to 'find herself', for she has realised that it is in 'losing herself' that the greatest joy lies.
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Posted: 7:16 PM, Apr. 6, 2008 |
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