30
Apr

Decisions, decisions

We are in the midst of our annual two day homeschool convention. 

I so look forward to going every year.  It’s so affirming to literally walk amongst a large group of like minded families.  The kids have their own mini, Christ centered educational camp.  The youth have workshops and receive hands on teaching from a number of the keynote speakers from the adult conference.  And Stephen and I have a chance to share a tea and puruse great books, seek out direction for our  next year and take stock of how the past year has gone. 

This year has been challenging in a new way though.  Last year I remember being curious as to where the kids would be at, particularly our newest addition.  What would she know already?  What would her interest bent be?  What is her learning style?  How quickly would her language be at a level that we could move beyond the basics to all the fun projects, etc. 

And here we are.  One year later and still many questions. 

I shouldn’t be surprised about this.  Each year brings new questions regarding the next year’s direction.  In many ways I enjoy the discoveries we make and the ways that we tweak their learning paths.  But, yet again, I am reminded that my family is not the “norm”.  Is there a norm?  You know, I never thought so, but somehow the reactions from others suggests to me that there must be.

Each vendor booth at the curriculum market makes me think this when they begin searching for details about our kids in order to begin to narrow down what they might be able to sell us offer us for the benefit of all of our children’s educational goals. 

They begin by asking our children’s ages and genders.  This is followed by questions to gain an understanding of what they have studied prior to this.  Sometime soon after this we find it necessary to divulge just enough about our kids that they begin to visualize the specific needs of each of our four and then they begin to either:

a. Scratch their heads.

b. Look at us in disbelief.

OR

c. Begin to convince us that no matter the wide variations in our children’s learning needs and backgrounds, theirs is the o.n.l.y. curriculum that will not only gain our children entrance into an elite university of their choice, but do it while allowing me to have time to catch up on my housekeeping, pursue a degree of my own and gain back all the blonde hairs I’ve been trading for grey as of late. 

Anyway, we seem to pose a bit of a problem to others.  We don’t fit into a neat and tidy little curricula box. 

And I like that about us.

I think it is what makes our family just that – our family. 

Over the years it used to stress me out a lot more than it has today and I am really thankful that He’s brought me out of that dark and weary land of curricula chasing and into a new era of realizing that He knows what my kids need and box or no box, I’m the woman He’s chosen to use in their lives to bring them into closer awareness of their part in His – story. 

Did I mention that I think I have the best job I could ever imagine myself doing?

(This is not the job I dreamed of, but He knew better.  Anyway, that’s a post for another day.)

So, tonight I pore over catalogues, click through the review sites, fill in my spreadsheets and pray and ask for wisdom.  He knows my kids intimately.   After all, I am only a tool in my Potter’s hands.

Yet, O LORD, you are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand.  Isaiah 64:8 (NIV)

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In another answer to a prayer I prayed many years ago, we were able to meet with the Independent Graduation Counselor from our school of registration.  In our province it is widely expected that students will enroll in the publically funded distance learning programs, as a home edcuated, Ministry of Education supervised student.  The family will receive a portion of the funds allotted to that student and by completing the required provincial outcomes, that student will receive a highschool diploma.  It is assumed that a teen will need the diploma to enter a program of further study at a college or university. 

However…

After meeting with the Grad Counselor, we have been told that by collecting samples of the work that our kids complete along the way, the school will approve that an appropriate level of work has been maintained (an informal rather than formal evaluation).  The school in turn will create a completion transcript for the student and recommend to the admissions counselor that the student be given entrance into the college or university.  The only requirement for entrance beyond the transcript?  An English placement exam that is designed for English Language Learners and for which there are numerous online samples and ministry supplied preparation materials.

He directed our steps in this when so many of our peers have gone the mainstream route.  We have been going on faith that God would be faithful as we headed down the unknown path.  And today He showed us His faithfulness in the flesh. 

I’m so thankful.

29
Apr

How’d it happen?!

James is definitely beginning to pass me in height. 

This young man is 14 and is such a joy to his Dad and I. 

He just purchased his first car a few weeks back with his own earnings.

He just received his first tax return : a grand total of $5. 

He has just been accepted into the Leader in Training program at his favourite summer camp.

I know it will be a stretching experience for him and one that he will thoroughly love.

He has a tender heart for Jesus and we have seen his passion to serve kids really unfold the last couple of years.

Unfortunately, I’m not sure how he will make it for 2 whole weeks without his Lord of The Rings Online.  😉

 

23
Apr

“Actually…”

“Actually…”

Said in the tone that makes you think he has his hand on his hip and his nose in the air.  Usually said in reference to something that one of his sisters have insisted would be a better choice for his life.  Always said very matter of factly.  Incredibly Garnet.  Impossibly cute.

20
Apr

Heart warmers

Garnet’s favourite self designed new word = AWESOMER!

And you know what?  When said with so much conviction, it’s contagious! 

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At dinner yesterday, the antics around the table were getting sillier and sillier.  After encouraging Grace to eat some more, she said, “But I can’t stop giggling, my heart is smiling!”

15
Apr

6 weeks + 2 days until…

Summer Vacation!

And this year, the teacher is possibly more excited than the students.

Oh, okay.  So I feel this way every Spring.  😉

I am so amazed at how the kids have grown in their ability to learn and perhaps even more amazed at the fact that *I* have grown as their teacher.

Perhaps after 10 years of home educating my kiddos I am finally finding my groove.

I guess we’ll see.

After all, we still have 6 weeks + 2 days left.  LOL

The flags are something spontaneous Faith drew about 3 years ago and I love them so much that I have never taken them down.  The rings are our weekly countdown that we use to motivate ourselves through our formal book work.  See?  I have proof that we are nearing the end of this school year!  Some of the kids are getting concerned about finishing and others think it isn’t moving fast enough.  Any guesses on which kids fall in which group?

10
Apr

First Class

Finally. 

She’s been waiting and waiting (or “loading and loading”, as she calls waiting – Can you tell she gets to use a very s-l-o-w computer at times?) for what probably felt like forever to her seven year old mind.  And finally, today was the day of Grace’s first ballet class.  

Ready to head off to class.  A little nervous, but she still asked for her photo to be taken.

 (Thanks to her Volunteer in China, she is a great model.  She placed the flowers next to the window and sat down ready for me to take the picture.)

 

 

She was excited, but nervous.  She watched the teacher closely and mimicked her well.  First position, second position, all the way to sixth.  Her favourite were the arm positions though.

She looked up shyly and met my eyes a few times during class.  She’d look away and then she’d glance back and give me a big smile.  As parents we just love to see our kids thoroughly enjoying themselves.  What a treat to be able to give Grace something as simple as this and know that her heart was filled with just a little bit of delight. 

I’d say the day was a success!  She told me that it was a lot of fun and a little bit hard.  We’ll have to see what class number 2 brings. 

9
Apr

Revelation

Tonight James is sleeping over at a friends’ house.  Faith is having a friend from the neighbourhood come spend the night.  So, as is our custom, that means the kids without a play date arranged get to have a sibling sleepover. 

We  Stephen had just blown up the airbed and I was asking Grace which movie she had chosen to watch.  She had the Easter Storykeeper’s video out.  She flipped it over and told me all about the “kwhy” (bad) guys and really, the whole story of Easter, ending as usual with, “Jesus is alive!” 

Such precious words to hear from my little girl.  But, I carried it on and asked her a question that I figured I probably knew the answer to. 

“Did anyone tell you about Jesus in China?”

“No”, she said, “but I *love* Jesus!”, hugging the video tightly to her chest. 

*sniff* <happy tears swallowed>

Yes, such sweet words from our little girl.  It is only the beginnings of God’s revelation to her, but as with all of our kids, it is my favourite part of their growing that we get to walk alongside of.

2
Apr

Theatrical Friends

We love our friends the H Family.  Each one of them has weathered storms with us and our oldest two kids see them as cousins.  We had the opportunity to have them come and stay with us for a bit last week and one afternoon when their parents were gone, the whole crew decided to dress up and give the neighbours yet another reason to wonder about our family.  lol 

Can anyone spot the Diva in this photo?  😉

2
Apr

Happy ?! April Fools Day

We woke to a cloud of smoke, what sounded like firecrackers and what felt like a heart attack.

Surprise!  The two oldest kids woke us to cap guns going off and shouts of  “Happy April Fool’s Day!”.

I have to say that if I ever doubted that my husband is a protector at heart, today proved it.  He jumped about 3 feet straight in the air and then looked ready to attack.  I on the other hand hid under the covers, my heart pounding a mile a minute.  Oops! 

The gunfire was followed by an array of brightly coloured snakes and insects (all rubber, of course) hidden carefully in kitchen cabinets. 

And would you believe I had even driven my sweet children to the dollar store the day before – fully knowing that they were up to their usual hijinx?  And yet still, I forgot.

Maybe next year I’ll set my alarm a little earlier.  Shhhh don’t let the children know.  😉

30
Mar

An 8 year old sermon

I am amazed yet again at how God uses seemingly inconsequential things in a life changing way.

I picked this book up from the library today.  I had been meaning to read it for some time and had forgotten that it was on order.  When I flipped it open this afternoon, I read something at the bottom of page 231.  It went like this, “It was a sermon preached by an old family friend, a pastor named Richard Porter.” 

Soooooo? 

Well, Richard Porter was the name of the head pastor at a church we attended about 7 or 8 years ago.  We had just come out of a very difficult place in our spiritual life.  We had given a lot and been hurt a lot and it was in Pastor Rick’s sermons that we found balm for our wounded souls.  We grew a lot during that time.  So when we moved to a new town in the fall of 2002, we were amazed to hear that back at that church there was some major upheaval.  It blew us away as it was so different from what we had experienced there only a few months prior. 

I encourage you to read the whole story, but in the mean time, let me give you a glimpse into the work that God is doing in me these many years later through a second hand retelling of Pastor Rick’s teaching.  Apparently God used these same words to make an enormous impact on Phil Vischer as well.

“… what does it mean when God gives you a dream, and he shows up in it and the dream comes to life, and then, without warning, the dream dies?  What does that mean?”

And this is where I am at right now. 

The happy part in this?  The answer to that question?  Well, read the book.  Bottom line, it isn’t about the dream at all, but instead it is about the dream giver.