Monday, November 30, 2009

The Most Important Thing

If I teach my children to speak Spanish, French, Latin, Greek, and Japanese, but do not teach them to love God, I have nothing.

If they know how to tell time and have their times tables memorized, but do not know the God of time and all eternity, it profits me nothing.

If I teach them all about psychology, sociology, anthropology, and philosophy, but they do not love the LORD their God with all their heart, soul, mind, and strength, I have gained nothing.

If they are well versed in William Shakespeare, Emily Dickinson, Ralph Waldo Emerson, and Edgar Alan Poe, but do not delight in the Law of the LORD, their learning has come to nothing.

If they know about George Washington, Thomas Jefferson, Benjamin Franklin, and Abraham Lincoln, but do not know Jesus Christ as their Savior and LORD, their knowledge is meaningless.

If they are champions at spelling bees, get perfect scores on their SATs, and get accepted into the best universities, but reject their Creator, I have accomplished nothing.

If they are successful beyond my wildest dreams, if they have huge paychecks, giant houses, and lavish lifestyles; If they gain the whole world, and yet lose their souls, I am an utter failure.

So now I see that reading, writing, and arithmetic are important, literature, languages, and history are all valuable, science and social studies have their place,

But if I my children do not become fully devoted followers of Jesus Christ, I have merely educated them.

I must do more than educate them...I must disciple them.

I must teach them to love the LORD.

"Teacher, what is the greatest commandment in the law?"


This is the great and foremost commandment.

The second is like it,


On these two commandments depend the whole law and the prophets."

Matthew 22:36-40 NASB
Thursday, November 26, 2009

Thankful for the Responsibility

Yesterday, I overheard a mom say,

"I don't know how I'm going to survive the next few days!"

I was confused at first, but as the conversation continued, I finally understood her point:

Her kids were going to be home from school for five whole days, and they were already driving her crazy. She was counting the days until school started again.

How sad.

Yes, I said it. Sad.

Now, anyone who knows me knows that I am nowhere close to a perfect parent. My kids drive me crazy on a regular basis, too. And yes, I do lose my cool, lose my victory, lose my patience, and yell at my kids. It is a constant, ongoing battle against sin in my heart, and in the hearts of my little blessings.

But, here's the's worth the effort!

The responsibility to bring up children who will love, honor, and serve the Lord Jesus Christ with all their hearts is a weighty one, and it has moved me to tears and dropped me to my knees on more than one occasion....

...but I'm thankful for the responsibility...

                             ....and it's my responsibility, whether I like it or not!

These words, which I am commanding you today, shall be on your heart. You shall teach them diligently to your sons and shall talk of them when you sit in your house, and when you walk by the way and when you lie down and when you rise up.
Deuteronomy 6:6-7 NASB

Sending my children off to government schools isn't going to change that responsibility, nor help me to fulfill it. All it might do is give me a temporary "break" from the presence of my children, allowing me to shirk my responsibility and serve myself.

Worded differently, it gives me an excuse to delay my obedience and someone else to blame for my children's poor habits and bad attitudes.

So, thank-you LORD.

Thank-you for the responsibility.

Thank-you for the privilege of being Christopher's wife, and Asher, Acacia, and Micah's mother.

Thank-you for the opportunity and the freedom to educate our children at home, in accordance with our faith and values.

Thank-you for the blessing of being able to study the Scriptures, attend church, and fellowship openly with other believers.

Thank-you for this home that you have given me to keep, care for, and serve my family in. Thank-you for teaching me and refining me in the daily, mundane things of life.

Thank-you for making it clear to me that I can do none of this on my own, and that I am woefully inept, totally inadequate, and completely lost without the saving power of your Son Jesus Christ through His death and resurrection.

I'm still learning this stuff every day. I have no where near "arrived" at the picture of ideal motherhood, but I am so blessed by the road I have been given to walk.

I have so much to be thankful for.

Happy Thanksgiving!!
Saturday, November 21, 2009

Operation Christmas Child--Pack Your Shoe Boxes!!

The deadline for dropping off boxes for Samaritan's Purse Operation Christmas Child is this Monday, November 23, 2009. Are your boxes ready?

Having spent all of last week out of town with my hospitalized grandmother, I put off getting ours turned in until the last minute. We packed, labeled, and dropped off our boxes at our local Christian book store yesterday. Thankfully, we had already done all the shopping weeks ago!

You can find a drop-off location near you here:

The kids had a lot of fun packing their boxes!

This activity did not cost us much money, and it was a great way for us to teach our children about giving to others who are not blessed with the abundance that we have become used to.

Start with a standard sized shoe box.

Since I buy shoes to last a long time, I almost never have an actual adult-sized shoe box in my house! I decided this year that we would use shoe box sized plastic containers with lids.

This also eliminated the need to wrap the boxes, which I am all in favor of! (Just ask my husband--he is the official gift wrapper in our house!)

For a complete guide to packing your shoe boxes, check out this .pdf document from Samaritan's Purse.

Some gift ideas include:

  • small toys (no war related items or glass, please)
  • school supplies such as paper, pencils, crayons and markers
  • hygiene items such as bar soap, toothbrushes, combs, and washcloths (no liquids)
  • socks, hats, sunglasses, hair clips or barrettes, watches, flashlights (with extra batteries)
  • a photo of your family and a personal note--if you give your address, the child who receives your box my write back!
My children also decided that they wanted to draw pictures to put in the boxes. They love to draw, and giving pictures is one of their favorite ways to show love--just ask their grandparents!

Acacia seems pleased with her masterpiece!

Once your boxes are packed, it is time to make your donation to Samaritan's Purse. You can write a check for $7 per box, made payable to Samaritan's Purse (with "OCC" in the subject line), and put it in the top of one of your boxes.

Better yet! Make your donation online using EZ-Give!

This is a secure way to pay with your credit or debit card, and it allows you to track your boxes online! You and your children can find out what country your boxes went to, and learn about the ministry of Samaritan's Purse in that part of the world!

Once you've made your online donation, you will receive a receipt and printable box labels. These labels contain the bar code that will be used to track the shoe boxes. Click on "view in .pdf format" for the easiest printing.

Print enough labels for the number of boxes you have packed. Choose whether each box is for a boy or a girl, and be sure to check the "age range" box in the upper left hand corner: 2-4, 5-9, or 10-14. We like to have our children each pack a box for a child their own age and gender.

Tape the label securely to the top of the box, wrap a rubber-band around the box, and you're done!

All that's left to do is to take your boxes to your nearest drop-off location!

Here's a picture of my kids with their boxes in front of the Operation Christmas Child trailer behind our local Christian book store.

(It was like pulling teeth to get them both to look at the camera and smile at the same time that day.)

The trailer was being loaded while we were there, so the kids had a chance to see and talk to the man who was getting the boxes ready to ship. Asher loves making conversation with new people--especially when it comes to asking grown-ups about their work--so he really got a kick out of this!

Have fun packing your boxes! Remember, the deadline for dropping off your shoe boxes is this Monday.

(If you are participating in Operation Christmas Child, I would love to hear about it, so leave a comment! If you blog about it feel free to post a link.)
Tuesday, November 17, 2009

And What is My Mission Field?

Wow, are there a lot of good bloggers out there!

I've been doing my best to visit the blogs of all the other nominees for the 2009 Homeschool Blog Awards this week. I must say, most of the other blogs that have been nominated look a lot more professional and polished than my own! Once again, I am humbled by the honor.

Yesterday, I visited one of the nominees in the Best Encourager category, A Wise Woman Builds Her Home.
She wrote a powerful post entitled The Mission Field. What a timely reminder of the high calling we have as wives, mothers, and home educators! I would encourage you to visit her blog and read this article. And, if you get the chance, when you visit The Homeschool Post (to vote for my blog in the "Live What You Believe" category, right?),  be sure to give her your vote, too!

This article reminded me of something I wrote this past spring, after my church's annual missions conference. I have always pictured myself as doing something "great" for God, but I haven't always realized that this "great thing" would be my roll as a God-honoring wife and mother. Even after five-and-a-half years as a stay-at-home mom, I still have a lot to learn in this regard.

Nevertheless, God continues to patiently teach me about my value to Him and the importance of the work that I am doing in my home. So here, posted on this blog for the first time, is an insight into a hopeful, but often perplexed, homemaker's heart.

March 6, 2009

Why does Missions Conference always do this to me?

On any given, normal day, I feel pretty confident that I am fulfilling God's purpose for my life. It may not be the most glamorous job in the world, but hey, the hand that rocks the cradle rules the world, right? I love being a stay-at-home-mom, and consider it to be one of the most noble professions there is. In a day and age where women largely scorn the domestic life in favor of occupational equality with men, I have embraced domesticity whole-heartedly...with, perhaps, the exception of my perpetual ineptitude in the areas of clutter management and house-cleaning.

For some reason, however, Missions Conference causes a stirring within me--a feeling that my life could be so much more than it is. My husband would call it "feeling guilty that I'm not doing enough or giving enough". I guess that's one way of putting it, but I must admit, it is hard to shake the feeling that I should be doing more or giving more. I'm a graduate of Moody Bible Institute, for crying out loud! I believed for years that I was supposed to be in full-time, vocational ministry. By the time I was writing my Philosophy of Youth Ministry paper in Senior Seminar, the calling didn't feel quite so clear. The one year that I did spend in vocational ministry was probably one of the two worst years of my life. Ever since I accepted the call to full-time motherhood, I have experienced a level of peace and contentment that I had yet to experience in my adult life. These would all seem to be indicators that I am in the will of God. So why does Missions Conference leave me with a sense of dissatisfaction?

Do I really still believe that vocational ministry is the only way that a person can be of any real service to God? I don't think so. At least, I thought I had gotten over that lie a long time ago. Maybe I really do desire glamour and excitement. World travel, Bible translation, the thrill of telling those who have never heard. Maybe it's my lust for importance--a desire to matter, to be noticed--as if that has ever been a good reason to be in missions. That is probably the nail-on-the-head, though. My dissatisfaction stems from that lie from the deceiver that I am so prone to believe. The lie that says that I am not important, not special, not loved. If I were to do something really big for God, then I would be.

So here I am, home with a sleeping baby in my lap. I may never lead multitudes to Christ, but maybe he will. Maybe he will win them over with his engaging smile and his gentle, patient demeanor. Maybe my Asher, with his charisma and his way with words, will preach the gospel before thousands. Or maybe his will use his creativity and mechanical aptitude to come up with the next technological breakthrough that will make Bible translation faster. Or maybe he'll make so much money as an architect or an engineer that he will be able to generously support several missionary families. Maybe, he'll be a godly husband and father.

And maybe my daughter, who plays in the dirt, will eat virtually anything, picks up bugs with her bare hands, and doesn't flinch when the nurse pokes her finger...maybe she will be a missionary. Or maybe she will choose to follow the example laid out for us in Titus 2:4-5. "so that they may encourage the young women to love their husbands, to love their children, to be sensible, pure, workers at home, kind, being subject to their own husbands, so that the word of God will not be dishonored."

Either way, I don't think I could be more proud.
Monday, November 16, 2009


I am so blessed...far beyond what I deserve!

Some of you may have noticed that it has been an inordinately long time since I last posted anything. I am happy to say that I have not fallen off the face of the earth!

A week ago Friday I received a phone call telling me that my 85-year-old grandmother was very sick in the hospital, and things were not looking good. My husband was out of town, so the next morning I gathered everything together that the kids and I would need to make the four hour trip north (not the simplest task in the world, by the way!) and packed up the mini-van. Thankfully, my mother was able to ride along with us to keep us company and to help keep my emotions in check as I transported my precious cargo into the north woods.

When we arrived, Grandma looked weak, pale, and very sick. A new heart regulation medication had poisoned her liver, and it was shutting down. Because of the weakened state of her immune system due to the low liver function, she contracted a virus (which we later learned was H1N1) and had developed severe pneumonia. The ER doctor who admitted her said she believed Grandma had 1-2 weeks to live. The children spent the whole next day drawing pictures and posting them all over her hospital room wall. We all thought we were there to say good-bye.

What has transpired over the past week has been nothing short of miraculous. My grandmother's liver has completely healed. Praise be to God!

She is still fighting the pneumonia, which her doctor says will be a long road to recovery, but he believes she will make it. My grandma is a strong woman and a fighter--always has been!--however, without the gracious hand of God and the prayers of the faithful, I don't think she would be with us any longer. So, thank-you to all who have been keeping her and my family in your prayers!

Once again, homeschooling has proven to be a blessing as well. We were able to spend a whole week with grandma without the worry of falling behind in school. We brought a few books with us, but truthfully, we spent most of our time learning about care and compassion for the sick, love for our families...and maybe a bit more than we wanted to know about infection control! Yet another blessing is the fact that, despite exposure to H1N1, thanks to prayers and natural immunity boosters, the kids and I have not developed symptoms. My husband joined us a bit later in the week, so there is still a chance that he might get sick, but we are praying that he stays healthy as well.

So here I am, home, trying to get back into the routine of everyday life. I'm at my computer, trying to weed through hundreds of emails (a sure sign that you are on too many mailing lists, by the way). In the clutter of my inbox, I discovered another little blessing...

I've been nominated in the "Live-What-You-Believe" category of the 2009 Homeschool Blog Awards!!


As a new blogger, I am humbled by this honor, and I owe it all to you folks. So, thank-you! Thanks for reading, thanks for commenting, and thanks for telling your friends about this blog. I know this means that God has given me something valuable to say, and that it is resonating with other homeschooling families.

I am so blessed...far beyond what I deserve.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Over-Protected, Under-Sheltered

  • In the state of Wisconsin (and probably your state, too), children now have to be in car seats until they are 8 years old,
  • On playgrounds across America, games such as tag and dodge-ball are being banned because "someone might get hurt",
  • Several days ago, I received a phone call from my insurance company, telling me that it was time to bring my one-year-old in for his "well baby" appointment, so that he could receive a flu shot. Let me get this straight--I'm supposed to bring my healthy baby to the doctor's office in the middle of flu season so that he can get a flu shot? What sense does that make?
As home educators, we are often accused of "over-sheltering" our children. Might I suggest that it is the rest of the world that has their priorities backwards?

Not long ago, a friend of mine made the decision to remove her child from public preschool. Her daughter was clearly not doing well in this environment. The class size was huge, she claimed to have no friends, and came home upset nearly every day. The bus ride was one hour long. For a four year old? Seriously? Who is supervising those kids for a full hour on the bus?...and what happens when one of those little ones needs to use a bathroom? 

Anyway, her mother made the wise decision to take her out of that school. Any "preschooling" her daughter needs she will receive at home. For most reasonable people, this would seem to be a no-brainer. But you should have heard some of the comments she received from "friends"! Comments like:
  • "She'll get used to it," (really? that's a good thing?)
  • "She needs socialization," (don't get me started...)
  • "You can't shelter her forever!"
Come on people! No one is talking about sheltering her "forever"! She's four years old! There was a time when mothers wouldn't dream of NOT sheltering their little ones. The human spirit was considered sacred and precious, and the heart of a child was to be kept pure and undefiled by the world.

"Above all else, guard your heart, for it is the wellspring of life."
Proverbs 4:23

"But if anyone causes one of these little ones who believe in me to sin, it would be better for him to have a large millstone hung around his neck and to be drowned in the depths of the sea."
Matthew 18:6

The way I see it, the reason that the "Safety Nazis" have gained such a profound foothold in American culture is because we, as a society, are utterly failing at guarding our children's hearts

And we know it.
  • It begins when we ship our tiny babies off to day care when they are just 6-8 weeks old, 
  • Continues year after year as we abdicate our responsibilities as parents and hand them off to an endless stream of teachers and babysitters (who spend more time with our own children than we do),
  • And ends when our teenagers completely ignore everything we say, cut us off from their lives, and we wonder why we have no relationship with them.
Since we are totally unwilling to alter our lifestyles, live on one income, and accept responsibility for our own kids, we take all of the legitimate parent guilt we feel and warp it into a psychologically unhealthy mixture of worry and irrational overprotection.

I mean, think about it! What's wrong with this picture?
  • Parents freak out when their kids climb trees or hang upside down from the monkey bars, but they have no problem with using cable TV or video games as a babysitter,
  • We provide our 12 year olds with cell phones "to use in case of an emergency", but we don't monitor their text messages or which websites they are accessing on the internet,
  • Parents who wouldn't dream of teaching their teenagers the appropriate handling and use of a firearm seem to have no problem allowing the school system to teach them how to use a...oh, wait, this is a family friendly blog, but you know exactly what I mean...
  • Mothers weep and lament when their 19 year old daughters decide to get married and have babies, but have no qualms about sending their daughters off to college with a Gardasil shot and the phone number for the nearest Planned Parenthood office...just in case.
No wonder our kids are confused! We refuse to protect them from the things that can cause them real harm, while coddling them into an existence that consists of nothing more constant, mindless entertainment and self-indulgence. They learn how to regurgitate the right answers when it comes to test taking time, but they have no idea how to work hard, get their hands dirty, or accept responsibility. When they graduate from high school, they know how to psychoanalyze their parents, but they don't know how to balance a check book. They know how to rephrase their speech so that it is "politically correct", but they don't know how to think for themselves.

We must face reality. The government-run public education system is not preparing our children for real life. Isn't it ironic that we, as home educators, are so often accused of "sheltering" our children from real life?

The opposite is true!

The public school system is an artificial social construction at best. At no other time in your children's lives will they be surrounded by a large group consisting solely of their peers...

Unless they decide to become cogs in the industrial machine--and anyone who has spent any time working in a factory will tell you that many of the people who work in factories have never outgrown the high school social mentality!

Home-schooled children, on the other hand, have all sorts of opportunity to experience real life. They have the world as their classroom. They aren't just taught what to think (although, we surely must impart our values to our children), but also how to think. They have plenty of opportunities to socialize with people of all ages--peers, older children, babies, grown-ups, and grandparents. The have free time where they can learn autonomy. They can be given responsibilities in the home, at a job outside the home, or in a family run business.

As someone who went to public school from Kindergarten through 12th grade, I can assure you that there are a lot of things that I "learned" in school that I wish I hadn't...and a great many that I wish I had.

So, yes, I do shelter my children. But no, I do not over-protect them. There is a difference.

A BIG difference.
Sunday, November 1, 2009

What Makes Us Different?

"On October 31 the people returned from another observance. This time they fasted and dressed in sackcloth and sprinkled dust on their heads. Those of Israelite descent separated themselves from all foreigners as they confessed their own sins and the sins of the ancestors. 
The Book of the Law of the LORD their God was read aloud to them for about three hours. Then for three more hours they took turns confessing their sins and worshiping the LORD their God."
Nehemiah 9:1-3 (NLT)

I told myself I wasn't going to blog about Halloween. After all, I've already annoyed enough of my Facebook friends by calling it a dark holiday filled with evil and posting this link:

However, the LORD put the above passage literally in my lap this afternoon, as I was flipping through my New Living Translation Bible searching for something else that I had intended to read to my children. I would highly recommend reading the entirety of this chapter--it is a powerful example of corporate confession of sin and the patience and loving kindness that God shows to His people.

We, as Christians, bemoan the decline of our culture. We see the violence, abuse, and moral decay around us, and we wonder, "What happened? How did we get here?".

The people in the book of Nehemiah were in similar straights. Here they were, in the land the LORD had promised to their forefathers--Abraham, Issac, and Jacob--and they no longer possessed it:

"So now today we are slaves here in the land of plenty that you gave to our ancestors! We are slaves among all this abundance!  The lush produce of this land piles up in the hands of the kings whom you have set over us because of our sins. They have power over us and our cattle. We serve them at their pleasure, and we are in great misery."
Nehemiah 9:36-37 (NLT)

The reason for our decline is the same as theirs: they, as a people, had neglected to obey God's laws.

I am continually amazed by how American Christians have sought to justify practices that do not line up with what the Scriptures teach, simply because "it's part of our culture".

Guess what, people? God has no intention of His People "blending into" the culture! He wants people that are set apart for Him!

"So then let us not sleep as others do, but let us be alert and sober."
I Thessalonians 5:6

No, this does not necessarily mean "being weird", but it does mean that "We must obey God rather than men." Acts 5:29
If we are honest with ourselves, we must admit that there is disobedience in the name of "our culture" surrounding us, even in the church:

  • Christians, allowing their children to spend more time filling their minds with secular and even blatantly anti-Christian media than they do filling their minds with things that are good, honest, just, pure, and of good reputation (Philippians 4:8),
  • Christians allowing their daughters to dress in ways that are immodest, unfeminine, and unbecoming, (I Timothy 2: 9-10),
  • Christians amassing huge amounts of consumer debt when the Bible clearly calls debt a curse (Proverbs 22:7),
  • Christians having surgery done on themselves to prevent them from having more children, when the Bible clearly calls children a blessings (Psalm 127:3-5),
  • Christians continuing to hold onto and pass down to their children the "fun tradition" of costumes and candy on Halloween, completely disregarding the pagan origins--not to mention the current evil--of the celebration. This is the one "holiday" that Christians celebrate without caring what they are celebrating, and frankly, I just don't get it,
  • And yes, Christians continuing to send their children off to the secular humanist indoctrination that is the government public school system (Colossians 2:8).
Now, let me be clear that I do not write these things to shame anyone or to make anyone think I am better than they are. Far be it from me to pretend to be perfect. I know I am hopelessly flawed and lost apart from the saving work the Christ accomplished for me when he died on the cross and rose again the third day (I Corinthians 15).

I also recognize, again, that for the most part, we are all such slaves to our culture that we don't even realize the evil that we do. Myself included.

But, that doesn't give us an excuse to remain as we are! We must always be seeking God's will--seeking to become more like Christ in every aspect of our being!

"We urge you, brethren, 
admonish the unruly,
encourage the fainthearted,
help the weak,
be patient with everyone."
I Thessalonians 5:14

This is a good summary of why I have written what I have written today. Some of us could be categorized as "the unruly"--we just don't seem to know any better, and we need to be straightened out!

Many of us could be categorized as "the fainthearted"--afraid to step out in faithful obedience to God's Word.

Still others might be classified as "the weak"--knowing that they should obey, but not really knowing how to do it.

Please understand that what I have written here is with a heart of utmost patience for my brothers and sisters in Christ. 

I know that swimming against the cultural flow is hard.

Temptation is everywhere,

Ridicule is always forthcoming,

and Sticking your neck out is libel to get it chopped off!

However, I fervently believe that when we stop going it alone--when we surround ourselves with the encouragement and admonition of like-minded believers--that biblical Christian community will start to change us. When together, we devote ourselves to the Scriptures and prayer, God will be at work in us! (Acts 2:42)

"For where two or three have gathered together in my name, I am there in their midst."
Matthew 18:20

"Bear one another's burdens, and thereby fulfill the law of Christ."
Galatians 6:2

"Therefore, confess your sins to one another, 
and pray for one another so that you may be healed.
The effective prayer of a righteous person is powerful and effective."
James 5:16

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