I don’t wear it like a badge of honor, but it is my label. A job I accepted last year with fear and trepidation. And this year I take it up again a little wiser and still concerned that I educate my children well.
I am a mom who longs to raise kids who love to learn. I want them to be life-long learners. I want them to love good books and communicate well in both written and spoken word.
I secretly hope they love science and learn to look at math as a challenge, not an obstacle.
I want them to have the skills necessary to live outside my home one day. They need to know how to pay bills, make meals, wash clothes, clean the bathrooms, write a check, or use online bill pay.
I know they can learn all these things in public school or private school. But for now, this crazy season God has them at home with me. Learning in my lap or sitting on our beds. Discovering how to deal with frustration and irritating classmates.
And I have become the biggest student of them all. I am learning patience to teach my children who have little patience for me. I am discovering how to train my children to think critically. And God is putting me into His refining furnace called homeschool to burn away the sin in my life.
This homeschool journey is not for everyone. God creatively calls each family to educate their children differently. I hope and pray that all mothers whether homeschool, public school, college, university, or private school would support each other.
It is a wild ride watching each child, tween, teen, young adult, and adult grow and change and learn.
So let us pray for teachers and mothers in all forms this school year.