Tuesday, October 1, 2019
Friday, July 12, 2019
Heaven not Harvard
As always, thoughts of school have been running through my head. I think I've grown used to being questioned. Socrates said "The unexamined life is not worth living" No one could question me more then I question myself. No one could doubt me more then I doubt myself. No one could worry about the future of my children more then I worry about it. But I have learned the art of introspection. I have learned to look inside myself and tell the difference between anxiety and a prompting, I have learned to find peace. And sometimes the Lord sends a message so clear it rings in my mind ever after, it rings with truth. You see, he knows me, he knows my family and he knows what we need.
All I needed was a little affirmation that natural learning is good for us. More then anything, natural learning scares me. I've been taught my whole life that learning takes place sitting at a desk, listening to a teacher. We learn because we are told what and how to learn. When I had kids I saw them learning naturally. They wanted to learn, they hungered for knowledge. From unending questions to experiencing life, they WANTED to learn. When I think about my own years in school I realize I remember very little of what I learned from my textbooks or teachers. What I really remember are the things I learned on my own. When I decided to use my free period to learn about Greek Mythology. Books I read about the Holocaust. The school lessons that really stick out are the ones that were activities that connected me to the lesson, like the time the teacher announced that tomorrow we would be leaving our homes to board trains headed to concentration camps and we had to go home and pack only what we could carry in a small bag to take with us. I remember so clearly thinking about what I should take. What was most important to me as a Jew being driven from my home. What would happen when I got there? I remember taking a Star of David to represent my faith, a set of scriptures, a little food and water, a change of clothes. I remember grabbing some of my prized possessions (though I have forgotten what they are) and deciding to leave them behind. I figured they would be taken from me anyway and I hoped to return. You see, I got so into it. I don't think I will ever forget that lesson.
Now I see the same with my kids. Glen read a book about Greek Mythology and got so interested he spent weeks researching Hercules, the different gods and stories, and reading everything he could get his hands on or watching videos. That lead him to learn about how Greek mythology changed with the Romans, which lead to learning about Rome and Roman soldiers. Those are lessons he will remember because they were born out of passion. Learning come if we let it so I've stopped focusing so much on academics. I'm preparing my kids for Heaven not Harvard. Right now they need to learn the skills that will help them be a successful person. How to be kind, solve problems, work hard, help others, introspection, observance, communication, teamwork. Everything else will come in time as they are interested or find the need. My job right now is to prepare them to meet those challenges on their own.

Now I see the same with my kids. Glen read a book about Greek Mythology and got so interested he spent weeks researching Hercules, the different gods and stories, and reading everything he could get his hands on or watching videos. That lead him to learn about how Greek mythology changed with the Romans, which lead to learning about Rome and Roman soldiers. Those are lessons he will remember because they were born out of passion. Learning come if we let it so I've stopped focusing so much on academics. I'm preparing my kids for Heaven not Harvard. Right now they need to learn the skills that will help them be a successful person. How to be kind, solve problems, work hard, help others, introspection, observance, communication, teamwork. Everything else will come in time as they are interested or find the need. My job right now is to prepare them to meet those challenges on their own.
Wednesday, April 10, 2019
Rhythm
By the end of the day I will know how to spell rhythm, it's kind a of a weird word.
It was a rough winter. We all get sick a lot, which is really abnormal for us. About a month ago I got sick again. I don't know what it was, but it made my head hurt so bad I could hardly see, I was really knocked down. It took me a week after that to recover, every time I did so much as get up to get a drink my head started hurting all over again. I was seriously starting to think I would never get better, but I did. And then depression and anxiety reared it's ugly head. I just couldn't catch a break and I was very stressed and overwhelmed. We had just taken a week break from school when I got sick and had to kind of take another break. One week turned into three and I still felt like I couldn't keep my head above water. I finally felt like I just needed to get back to our daily routine.
The difference was amazing! The constant battle over everything from chores to bedtime disappeared. Even when I had a hard day it was easier because I knew what to expect and so did the kids. I never wanted a schedule, I never wanted to be tied down to a specific set of events each day. I wanted to be free and do whatever we wanted, whenever we wanted to. I see now that a rhythm and routine are so necessary for us. We thrive when we have a routine.
It makes it very clear to me that true freedom does not come from lack of responsibilities or commitments, true freedom comes from knowing what those responsibilities and commitments are so they can be filled. Keeping the commandments of God does not take away our freedom, it shows us clearly what path we need to walk to have freedom and to thrive in this life. I'm not lost or confused, I'm also not following blindly. I WANT to walk this path, I WANT to keep the commandments because I like knowing what to expect, I like feeling safe and I like knowing what I need to do each day. I find joy in the rhythm of the gospel and the rhythm of my life.
It was a rough winter. We all get sick a lot, which is really abnormal for us. About a month ago I got sick again. I don't know what it was, but it made my head hurt so bad I could hardly see, I was really knocked down. It took me a week after that to recover, every time I did so much as get up to get a drink my head started hurting all over again. I was seriously starting to think I would never get better, but I did. And then depression and anxiety reared it's ugly head. I just couldn't catch a break and I was very stressed and overwhelmed. We had just taken a week break from school when I got sick and had to kind of take another break. One week turned into three and I still felt like I couldn't keep my head above water. I finally felt like I just needed to get back to our daily routine.
The difference was amazing! The constant battle over everything from chores to bedtime disappeared. Even when I had a hard day it was easier because I knew what to expect and so did the kids. I never wanted a schedule, I never wanted to be tied down to a specific set of events each day. I wanted to be free and do whatever we wanted, whenever we wanted to. I see now that a rhythm and routine are so necessary for us. We thrive when we have a routine.

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