Updated: Apr 14
About 4 months ago, I set off on a growth journey unlike anything I've ever done before. For the first time, I set goals and I wrote them down. I formed healthy habits like exercise and hydration. I made my finances and my marriage a priority. I desperately searched for ways to increase my confidence and enjoy being a mom. Arguably the best thing I did for myself and my family, was to spend consistent time with Jesus.
I've never been a morning person. But in order to stay disciplined in making time for the things I claimed were important to me, I had to be up early. Like, 5:30 early. I'd set the coffee pot the night before, so I'd wake to the smell of freshly brewed coffee. We have a coffee bar and a loveseat in our bedroom, so I don't have to step foot out of our room in the morning. I'd curl up on the couch with my coffee and my bible and get to know Jesus deeper than I've ever known him before.
The more disciplined and intentional I became on improving my life, something amazing happened. My life improved! Revolutionary, I know. But what took me by surprise, was the quiet voice that I would come to know as the Holy Spirit. It started out as a thought here or there that I would quickly ignore. But when those thoughts became more of a nudge to take action, it was time to dig deep for the faith I had been growing.
For several months, that quiet voice was on repeat..."Homeschool." "Homeschool." "Homeschool." You can see why I went on for so long ignoring that voice. But then I said it out loud. And my husband didn't think I was crazy. In fact, he thought it might be just what our family needed. For years, I was in the camp that said "Nobody in my family would benefit from me trying to homeschool my kids. I'm not a teacher; I'm not qualified. I don't have the patience to spend that much time with my kids." God's laughing at me as we speak because these are all the reasons I now feel called to homeschool my kids. It's been one month since we brought our kids home from public school, and this is what I've learned. 1. He's called me, so therefore I AM qualified. 2. When I ask Him, He gives me the patience and the wisdom to work through the bickering. 3. Every last person in our house has benefitted in some way from homeschool. We're working through issues like sibling rivalry, screen detox, self esteem, respect, kindness, and obedience. Each of my kids have had a change in attitude. They're playing together, using their imaginations, using their manners and are generally being nice to each other. Let me be clear. This does not happen 100% of the time. Probably not even 80% of the time. But overall, there's been a weight lifted from our household that can only be described as divine.
This post isn't meant to give false confidence or convert someone that's been on the fence about homeschooling. It's really meant for myself. To serve as a reminder of why I chose this path when things seem unbearable. To mark the beginning of something remarkable.