Well, we are a few days into homeschooling and I haven’t run away to the beach yet like I usually do. I keep telling myself I have to start strong and stay on track at least until we get a routine going. Then we will go to the beach. HA! Transition is hard. Picking up where we left off 3+ months ago is clunky and I have to remember that it will take time to remember math concepts, real effort to spend hours a day learning…and teaching, and patience to juggle 3 different needs at the same time. The boys had their usual morning chores today and one of Gress’ chores was to clean out the car. When I looked out the window, he had all the mats out, vacuum going and I could guess he was keeping himself busy so he didn’t have to come back in and start his day with school. Let’s be real. It’s not easy.
We have a lot to learn this year. Our schedule is full of LOTS of learning. I am excited to see how much takes place this next year. One of the things I really wanted to make a priority was teaching the kids the Bible. It is so easy to skip over that and get to the “meat” of what is “required.” But honestly, I need this too. I need a constant reminder of how much God loves me and how he is cheering for me right now. Our first lesson was on compassion. This week has been full of many stories about how people in the bible showed compassion toward others. It also showed how much compassion God has for his people. I LOVE seeing this concept sink deep into my kids hearts. It has been a constant word in our house this week.
What I love even more is when things link together unexpectedly. We learned about the life of Vincent Van Gogh today. I wasn’t sure how much I wanted to share about the end of his life and his death. We were reading his story, and I realized all the compassion he poured out during his missionary days on the miners in one town and how much his heart was affected by what he saw and did. He was deeply touched by people and the environment around him. That’s what my kids remembered from the story. And they could see how that affected his life deeply until the very end. It gave meaning to his paintings. And they had compassion for how much suffering he must have endured.
How much of my schedule do I tweak and fix and try to make perfect. Yet, God already ordained my days and knows what is ahead for us. I am trusting that He is going to work it all out for His good and glory.
We were inspired by Vincent Van Gogh’s Starry Night (last photo). Mcree yelled at the beginning, “I LOVE art.” He was feeling challenged at first but then really got into it. His is the bottom left painting. I think he’s really going to surprise me this year!
And we finally started our book pile from the library. We only checked out 55 books the first go around. And some tricky person put one in the bag after we already checked out, which caused the alarm to go off as we exited and we had to rescan all the books. So this little girl took her time reading while the rescanning progressed. Let the reading begin!