It’s weekly wrap-up time! If you want to join in, we’d love to see what is going on with you, so please visit Mary.
From where I sat this past week,
As an individual, I…
was so blessed by our pastor’s word regarding the heart of Jesus, which is described in the scriptures (I forget where) as the heart of a mother. I never saw it this way, but…
- The love of a Christian mother typifies the love of God for His children (Ephesians 3:19).
- The concern of a Christian mother typifies God’s concern for His children.
- The sacrificial compassion of a Christian mother typifies God’s sacrificial heart (2 Corinthians 8:1-24).
- The patience of a Christian mother typifies God’s patience with His children (Romans 15:1-33 and 2 Peter 3:9-18)
- Mothers, like God, seem to do the impossible for their children (Luke 1:37)
Furthermore, from Matthew 20:1-34 (the mother of James and John speaking with Jesus), these are things that every mother should hope and desire for her children:
- Pray for your children to be a part of the Kingdom.
- Pray for them to be involved in the Kingdom (as opposed to just attending on Sundays).
- Have big expectations.
As a wife and homemaker, I…
stand amazed, along with my husband, at the awesomeness of God, and His ability to protect us from dangers seen and unseen. The more recent news on my husband’s job has been, “We’re doing great! We can’t find enough people! Let us know if you know someone who’s looking!” So, you’d think his job would be safe, right? On Monday morning, he had a conference call where the topic was to be how the company was expanding and incorporating all these new people. The first order of business, however, was to lay off 10% of the current workforce. Talk about out of the blue, huh? It was done so very casually; those in the field while the call was being made were told to go home and wait for the call from their manager to see if they were still employed—no warning, no notice of any kind. Thankfully, my husband survived this fiasco, but I can’t help but think that these corporations will one day soon reap all the havoc they’ve sown. I don’t even have words to articulate the shock, anger, and sheer in-the-moment frustration I had in thinking about this event. Only when I reflected upon it in light of how the Lord says, 1,000 may fall at your right side and 10,000 on your left, but it will not come near you, did my heart and mind move to a new place. That’s not to say that I wanted to see anyone get laid off, but I am thankful, in the midst of a ridiculous situation, that we experienced the protection power of a loving Father. My husband and I talk repeatedly about how it is critical that we must have other vessels for the Lord to pour into; the idea of working for someone else and expecting to remain there for 30-40 years has come and gone.
As a mom and homeschooling parent, I…
am excited, but a little anxious, about this year and the three weeks that we now have left. One of those weeks will be spent completing the Iowa Basic Skills testing, so we, in essence, have two weeks. I’m trying to hold my tongue with the oldest, who seems to be doing her all-too-frequent dragging and procrastinating to wrap up her projects. I’ve decided, once I fight the urge to say something to her, to just wait and take the penalty. Watching kids make decisions that you know as a parent have further reaching impact can be so disheartening. Yet, it’s one of those tough love things that must happen. On the other side of this coin, however, is the fact that she earned (and I do mean earned) a “B” in her Biology course. I was sharing with my husband that I think finishing this course is a part of the problem. Now, with that and a couple of her other courses completed for the year, she has a sense of entitlement: in her mind, she deserves to chill. When our last day of school comes around and she’s not finished, she’s going to deserve the grades that will remain on that transcript (imagine my hands on my hips—humph!!).
I love our youngest daughter’s reading voice. She picks up on making the people leap off the page through changing her voice, giving small animals the high-pitched squeaks, or a bigger animal a deeper range—I could listen to her read all day. As we wrap up most of our work, I’m looking forward to spending more time in the summer with us reading to each other. She also wants to start her own blog, so I’m thinking about letting her begin on her birthday.
Our son has been pouring his energy into being Pinocchio, the lead role in the upcoming recital. He’s had a wealth of extra practices, but is still finishing strong in his studies. He’ll complete poetry this week, and he’s ecstatic about it. I have to rethink how I teach this; it is a subject that I didn’t particularly like, and I think my disdain for it transfers into the time I spend helping the kids appreciate it. We’ve used Painless Poetry with the older two (in addition to the brief poetry sections in Rod n’ Staff); it’s been painful. With the youngest, I’ve just been reading a particular poet all semester long—this semester it’s been Robert Louis Stevenson. LindaFay suggests that after years of exposure, then teaching the structure of poetry (see here). Maybe that’s the issue—not enough early exposure. Hmmm….
As a business owner, I…
am setting up the website for summer sales and hoping to get to a place of writing once we finish the year.
May the Lord bless your week as well.