I grew up in northern Wisconsin, and while I don’t really miss the months of snow and ice, I do miss the leaves in the autumn. There’s just something about the cool, crisp air, the beautiful red and gold leaves falling all around you…it’s heaven. Or darn near. As a child, I remember doing all kinds of autumn leaf projects… Read More
I can’t help it…fall is the perfect time for soup. (Potato soup is my favorite!) The weather is turning crisp, sweaters are coming out, and soup bubbling away on the stove (or the Instant Pot!) is so comforting. And the best part? There are so many amazing options? Seriously…just about any dish can be made into a warm, satisfying soup…. Read More
Do you ever think about the evolution of our culture? If someone from 100 years ago could see us now, they would be in shock. Nothing is the same in the landscape or the people. Some of that change is amazing but, some of it is terrifying. I think specifically of the evolution of Marriage and the breakdown of the… Read More
Around this time of year, things start to go back into place. Routines become normal again, schedules settle down, and…oh, yeah. I actually have to plan meals since we’re not out and about all the time! That tends to be the most difficult part of post-holiday “get back to normal” time, at least for me. In the past, my strategy… Read More
This is the time of year when we throw ourselves into planning for family, food, football, and gifts. Décor for fall and Christmas lines every shelf from Hobby Lobby to Macy’s, and every food cooking show on the planet starts gearing up for holiday dinners. And we launch ourselves head-on into it. This isn’t a bad thing; it’s actually kind… Read More
Moms of special needs kids – gifted, 2E (twice exceptional), and special needs – get to hear it all.
“Aren’t you just handicapping him?”
“If you give her accommodations, she’ll never be able to do it on her own!”
And the one we tell ourselves, time and time again:
“What will people think?”
“Lord, we show our trust in your by obeying your laws;
our heart’s desire is to glorify your name.”
~Isaiah 26:8, NLT
I came across this verse a couple of weeks ago and I’ve been thinking about it ever since. When I see verses like this, written by the heroes of the faith, I get the feeling that they were written in a scene like something out of a classic movie. A bold, gray-haired, authoritative man speaks with power as the music swells. Clouds roll in the background and waves crash along a shore. (Not sure why this is always in my mind, since Israel isn’t known for its shoreline, but stay with me.)
Although this scene evokes emotion, it also makes me feel like the glory of God is something that is totally removed from life as I know it.
This verse speaks the opposite. Glorifying God is the essence of life as I know it.
That’s kind of mind-blowing, if you think about it.
Have you seen Skill Trek yet? It’s a new life skills curriculum that I love…seriously, I wish it had been around earlier! It’s designed to teach all of the skills that tend to fall through the cracks, and in ways that are just plain fun. You can see my review of it here!
Skill Trek is a comprehensive life skills curriculum for early elementary through high school. It covers everything from household chores to emergency preparedness, from manners and etiquette to cooking and repairs. The program is definitely worth checking out!
I posted part of this poem on my Facebook page a few days ago, and I’ve been thinking about it ever since.
There is freedom waiting for you,
on the breezes of the sky,
and you ask, “What if I fall?”
Oh, but my darling,
What if you fly?
I’ve written a bit about my son…he’s a non-stop, driven, out-of-the-box kind of guy. What I don’t write or talk about much, however, is how I learned to let him fly.
One of the amazing things about homeschooling is the ability to daily pour into our children – to mentor them, disciple them, watch them grow, and laugh with them. We get to be a part of both the little, random details and the major milestones in their lives. While the daily side of it might get a bit chaotic at times, I honestly can’t think of a higher privilege.
That niggling little thought looms, though, and it pops up at the weirdest times: what about when they leave home? Did I do enough? Will they be ready?