Before I get started on detailing anything specific about how we approach our home schooling, let me give you a little bit of background. You’ve gotta know where you’re coming from to know what road you’re on!
My husband and I were both raised as only children although we each have half-siblings that are in our lives. Somehow we ended up with five children so far in life (ya never know what God has in store!) and at times wonder if we’ve lost our minds! In the beginning I always intended for my children to attend public school and the oldest one did until around midway through her first grade year. I hated the whole concept of what they called education. Anytime I stopped by the class was always in disarray and the children were eating something sugary. At the time we were only just glimpsing the horizon of organic foods and nutrition in general so my anger over the sugary snacks didn’t stem from that teaching. I couldn’t understand why this teacher was always complaining about an unruly classroom when she was practically force feeding them candy all day! After repeated attempts to make the teacher understand my point of view and my words falling on deaf ears my rebellious nature took control! I decided I could do this bad by myself and with all the available curriculum out there these days there was no reason why I had to play by anyone else’s rules! Of course, this was just a means to an end and God had a bigger plan.
I began to see my children differently. No longer were they a task that needed completion before 9:00pm. They WERE the thing I got to do all day now! It was my rules! My schedule! My way! It appealed to the only child in me. To make a long story short, God used this time to nurture my heart right a long with them. I began to understand a bit deeper how the love of God works on a very intimate level. I think this is what the Bible means about children being our reward.
My children have already taught me at least as much as I have taught them. Each day I look for the lessons God would show me as the Potter molds his vessel and makes me an example to my children. An example to show that we never arrive at all God wants us to be but we must be willing to be constantly changed; being molded and shaped by the Potter’s Hands.