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Rewinding

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I did not just “fall off the turnip truck”, and I have “been around the block a few times”, meaning that I’m not naive, inexperienced, or immature.

I know that from time to time I will be in a disagreement  with others.  I am aware that conflicts happen within families, churches, neighborhoods, and groups.  I find myself currently involved in yet another conflict that the outcome will affect others.  This time the differences in opinions have left me shocked, angry and hurt.

It has been a week since the disagreement and I am still devoting too much of my time and energy dwelling on it.  Dwelling on the disagreement, not the solution.  My family knows about this situation that I’m having a difficult time with.  My kids are watching me and my reactions.  I realize that lately I have not been “practicing what I preach” or “walking the walk”.  I’m showing my kids what not to do instead of showing the right thing to do.

As of this very moment I am prayerfully changing my attitude.  The Holy Spirit is reminding me of the Scriptures I should be applying.  First there is this one,

Matthew 5:9  Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called children of God.

I desire to be a blessed child of God.  I will allow peace to take over my attitude so that the hurt and anger will no longer have a place.

Next, the Word reminds me of more principles to apply,

1 Corinthians 13:5  It [love] does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.

Ouch!  I’m guilty of not acting in love.   I have dishonored those I’ve disagreed with.  I’ve thought badly of them.  I’ve spoken some of those dishonorable thoughts out loud.  I have been rather self-seeking, self righteous, and closed minded.  I was easily, very easily,  angered.  I know why, too.  It’s because of the records of wrongs I keep against them.  It’s true, I keep a mental list of everything, both little and big, that has ever offended me.  This list is not helping with finding solutions.  It is keeping my focus off of the matters at hand ,therefore keeping us from resolving the issue.  I’m laying my list down and will try not to pick it up again.

Proverbs 19:11  A person’s wisdom yields patience;  it is to one’s glory to overlook an offense.

I’ll be getting over my hurt ego now and letting go of the anger.  I’ll be moving forward toward a resolution with both wisdom and patience.  This new and improved attitude is not just for my own benefit, but for the group of people this disagreement affects.  I also want my kids to see me doing what is right, setting a good example for them to follow.  They will always be involved in conflicts, too.  It’s just part of life.

God isn’t done with us any of us yet.  He guides and equips us through conflict.  He forgives us.  He encourages us with hope.  He reminds us of who we are and sometimes rewinds us to start over with the right attitudes.

betty jo

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Happy 10th!

JoshuaWe are celebrating another birthday!  This time the celebration is for our J.  For a kid who has been asking about his next birthday for nearly a year, his expectations were plain and simple.  He did not want a party.  He did not want any visitors.  Though we did finally get him to agree to some party supplies, balloons, and such.  He did not want anyone to bake a cake.  However, he asked for a box of chocolate snack cakes.  He was excited that we took the day off of homeschooling.  He also was thrilled to be the one to plan the dinner menu,  fish sticks with mac and cheese and watermelon.

J asked for only one present, a video game, Ben 10 Alien Force, that we couldn’t find new, but thankfully we found a used one.  We also got him a lot of surprises to unwrap.  That was great for him, but I think it really was all about that game.  He’s been wanting it for months since he found a walk through of it on YouTube.

While all this no partying has been going on,  I’m remembering that night ten years ago, when he made his appearance into the world.  He didn’t cry.  Not At All.  He talked in what sounded like a Pentecostal prayer language.  It was a beautiful sound.  He was special.  Not in the sense that everyone is made special,  but more like special as in different and amazing.

Now that ten years have passed and many things have changed about J,  he still is the kind of special that is different and amazing.  If you would like to read more about him, you can on another post, Autism, I’m Aware   https://stilllearningsomethingnew.com/2013/04/02/autism-i-am-aware/

betty jo

 

Z At Eight

zebWe are celebrating another birthday!  Our baby, Z, is officially eight years old.  Of course he has informed me that just because he is the youngest, that does not mean he’s the baby.  He’s right.  He hasn’t been a baby since he starting walking/running/climbing at not quite eleven months.  I thought he might be a genius because he could outsmart all of the rest of us at least ten times daily by the time he turned two.

Z’s probably not a genius, but he is smart. That is in part because he has been involved with homeschooling since before he was born.  He’s playful, friendly, funny, and caring.  He tries to be helpful (sometimes).   He has quite a bit of confidence in himself and is a little more independent and mature than his years would suggest.

On Z’s birthday I reflect back to his birth.   Every little part of that day is etched on my heart.  I want to spare my male readers the details, so will only share a little about it.

It was a gorgeous day.  We had the windows open.  Labor was fun.  I was attended by my two best friends and my husband.  My A, E, and B were outside playing throughout the morning and afternoon.    They would come in occasionally to check on me then go out again.  Everyone took turns taking care of almost two year old J.  We made a birthday cake and put chicken on to cook for supper later.  The day was filled with so much love, Scripture, music, wonderful conversation and prayer.

As labor started to get intense we sent the three boys to the neighbors house and the neighbor girls came over to hang out with E, right outside the open bedroom window.  About an half an hour later we got to meet our Z and welcome him to the world.

Z was our third homebirth.  I could not wish for any better memories.  I believe this was a safe, blessed, and  perfect way to bring him into the world.  If I had it to do again, I wouldn’t change a single thing.

Baby Z was such a gift and a joy.  And so he still is at eight!

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betty jo

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Forced Into Minimalism

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Lately I’ve read numerous articles about prioritizing, organizing, simplifying and minimizing.  I suppose these ideas go well with the whole “spring cleaning” theme.  However helpful these themes are meant to be, they remind me of April two years ago and the hardest time our family has ever had.

On April 26th, 2011 we had to evacuate our home because of river and creek flooding.  We only took enough clothes for three days. We packed up our current homeschool books, supplies, and records.  The kids brought along one toy apiece.  We put a lot of things upstairs and put our furniture and appliances on concrete blocks, placed sand bags all around, grabbed mama cat and her kittens, and left.

The seven of us invaded the home of my husband’s sister.  Also, his parents, niece, her husband, and daughter were flooded out and were staying there, too (13 total).  It was crowded and tough getting along.   Everyone was stressed out, sad, frightened and worried.

It wasn’t until 2 weeks later before we could return to our home.  It was a nightmare!  The water line in the kitchen measured 42 inches.  Our furniture had floated off the blocks and tipped over.  A tornado had sucked out the kitchen window which in turn was an open invitation to every woodland and stray animal to take refuge in our house (upstairs included).  The septic system backed up into both bathrooms, kitchen, and laundry room.    Oh, the smell was sickening and so much mold was growing on everything.  We were not going to be able to live there ever again.  Our belongings, including fifteen years of homeschooling books, projects, and records were completely ruined.

floodThe white foamy stuff in this photo is the mold that covered every inch of our home and belongings.  We had started our family twenty years prior to this event, so as you can imagine, we had a LOT of stuff.

The local news did a report from our driveway and yard about the dangers of poisonous snakes in flood zones.  And we found 2 snakes skins, one on the porch and one in the dining room.

After meeting with the insurance company, the Red Cross, and FEMA, we had the grand total of $8000 to start over with.

We stayed with my sister-in-law for three months, because there was not any rental property available in the area with so many being relocated.  Finally we were able to move into a tiny rental trailer.   We were greatly blessed by the charities of local churches, the Salvation Army and other ministries, who prayed with us, helped us with clothing , furniture, and brought us meals (they knew we were in too much shock to grocery shop, or prepare healthy meals).  We also, found out who our best friends really were.

By the following October, after living three months in that rental trailer, six months since the evacuation, we were approved for an emergency recovery loan for $50,000.  With more prayers, a very creative realtor, a caring loan officer, and sympathetic sellers, we had a HOME.

Today our home and furnishings fit into the categories of prioritized, organized, simplified, and minimized.  Though all these lifestyle and attitude changes did not happen to us by choice, I can look back and know without any doubt that these changes have been exactly what we needed.  We have learned about what is truly important. We understand the value of lending a helping hand to others.  We have much greater appreciation of the material things we have replaced.  We know that God doesn’t leave us or forsake us.  We are convinced that He provides us with what we need.  We are thankful.

betty jo

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Forgive Me Daily

Another Monday, another look at the planner and calendar to see what we can include in our homeschooling week.  March 18th is marked with three special event days.  The first is “Awkward Moments Day”.  We have those everyday, so nothing much to celebrate with this.

The second is “Napping Day”.  Yes, really.  This is more than fine with me.   I’m thinking about 1:00 will be perfect for celebrating this one.  I might even put on pj’s.  My teenagers will more than likely claim this one in the morning when I try to get them up and out of bed, and I can imagine the younger boys reminding me , “But it’s nap day”,  when I say it’s time for chores.

The other special day on the 18th is “Forgive Mom and Dad Day”.  Around my house, this needs to be done everyday, some days several times.  I cannot fathom the hurt and anger and bitterness that would bind up my kids if they only forgave me once a year.

Luke 6:37  “If you do not judge others, then you will not be judged. If you do not find others guilty, then you will not be found guilty. Forgive, and you will be forgiven.

“Forgive and you will be forgiven”.  That’s the thing that will make the 18th and all the rest of our days special.

betty jo

The Leprechaun Hunt

st. ZebThis is a very silly Z7.  He and I teamed up for our local parks&rec Leprechaun Hunt.  Very clever.  They gave us a map and a list of clues to follow.  “Mr. Leprechaun loves to eat fish.  He has been known to catch them from all ‘ACROSS’ the pond” was our first clue to solve.  Z7 knew right away what it meant – the bridge across the lake that people fish from.  When we got there they gave us washable markers to draw  “rainbow mustaches” on each other.

There were eight clues in all.  Each had a silly activity to go with.   B14, E17, and A22 worked at the different clue stations with other volunteers from our church (I’m not sure how our church got involved in this community service project, but I was happy that they took this opportunity).  Everyone said they had a good time, and I know A7 and I did too.

It’s such a blessing to be able to spend the afternoon at the park with those I love on a beautiful (almost) spring day.  I think we received those Irish blessings we worked on during our homeschool week.

An Irish Blessing:

“May god give you…

For every storm, a rainbow,

For every tear, a smile,

For every care, a promise,

And a blessing in each trial,

For every problem life sends,

A faithful friend to share,

For every sigh, a sweet song,

And an answer for each prayer.”

For another post about St. Patrick’s Day click here

Happy St. Patrick’s Day!   And Happy Leprechaun Hunting!

For another post about St. Patrick’s Day click here:  https://stilllearningsomethingnew.com/2013/03/14/absolutely-no-pinching/

betty jo

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Irish Prayers and Irish Jigs

st_patrick  The Prayer of Saint Patrick

“I bind to myself this day:

The power of God to guide me,

The might of God to uphold me,

The wisdom of God to teach me,

The eye of God to watch over me,

The ear of God to hear me,

The word of God to give me speech,

The way of God to go before me,

The shield of God to shelter me.

Christ be with me,

Christ before me,

Christ behind me,

Christ within me,

Christ beneath me,

Christ above me,

Christ at my right,

Christ at my left,

Christ in the heart of every man who thinks of me,

Christ in the mouth of every man who speaks to me,

Christ in every eye that sees me,

Christ in every ear that hears me.

Amen.”

Our homeschool’s St. Patrick’s Day Unit Studies are just about over.  We are having such a good time that I wish we would have started sooner or could continue a bit longer.

La Fhelle Padraig Sona Daoibh!  That’s Happy St. Patrick’s Day in Gaelic.  I laughed all through our attempt at learning a little Irish Language.  (Just imagine what our Kentucky accents combined with Irish ones would sound like and you might laugh too):  https://ai.glossika.com/blog/learn-how-to-speak-irish-gaelic-for-beginners

Traditional Irish folk music and dancing remind me of our own Bluegrass music.  (And yes, my singing and dancing is pretty funny, too.)   Here’s a link to some really talented Irish folk musicians and river dancers.

And several  Irish Step Dancing  Instructions For Beginners               https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLVVrsRPIrc7q5279V05G-noSw_wQA-B0_

If you’re wanting more links for St. Patrick’s Day studies I posted some on  “Absolutely No Pinching” available here  https://stilllearningsomethingnew.com/2013/03/14/absolutely-no-pinching/

Beannachtai na Feile Padraig oraibh!  (St. Patrick’s Day blessings upon you)

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Springing

It’s springing here in Western KY.  With the time change springing ahead, the extra daylight hours have aided the trees in producing their blooms.  Flowers are opening up and the grass has lost it’s dead color and found new green. The temperatures are a bit warmer.  The birds that stayed around through the winter are singing a happier song than they were just last week.

Spring is a wonderful time for outdoor nature lessons.  We have some flowerpots to decorate and a variety of flower seeds soaking to germinate before planting.  We will be making a fairy garden around a tree stump in the back yard.  We will be studying the spring nighttime skies, and making a weather center.

Spring is the time to get out the sports equipment, bikes, and kites.  Hiking and picnics are on our spring agenda along with some outdoor field trips with our homeschooling support group.

Our middle ages history studies will move on into the Renaissance.

Spring is also a good time for poetry studies (picture my kids rolling their eyes and sighing).

Song of Songs (Solomon) 2:11-12

     Don’t you see? The winter is done.
The rains and clouds have come and gone.
         The flowers are unfolding in the fields;
the birds are warming up their songs,

Poetry can be in the form of music, too (picture my kids no longer rolling their eyes or sighing).

 

betty jo

 

 

Gothic Revival in Western Kentucky

We toured some local historical churches with our homeschool support group. The three we visited are over 100 years old.  Not that old on the scale of old churches around the world, but old enough to have history.  Each of these were designed in a Gothic Revival manner, meaning that they look like mini middle age cathedrals.

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The windows we admired were beautiful stained glass,  the Bible in art,  just like those windows from long ago when the common man could not read the stories for himself, but instead saw them in the church windows.

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 As I stood amazed at the artisan skill,  I was humbled at the thought that God chooses not these fine buildings for his home, but  us.  “Don’t you realize that your body is the temple of the Holy Spirit, who lives in you and was given to you by God.” (1 Corinthians 6:19)

 One of the tour guides reminded us of this lesson from Luke 21:5-6,  “Some of his disciples were remarking about how the temple was adorned with beautiful stones and with gifts dedicated to God. But Jesus said, “As for what you see here, the time will come when not one stone will be left on another; every one of them will be thrown down.”  I’m glad to have seen these and shared them with my kids and friends before that happens .

betty jo

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Concerned Teacher

Math lessons are the least of my homeschool concerns for this coming up homeschooling week.  Well, for that matter, neither is anything “common core” a big concern for this new week.  Nor is our homeschool group field trip.  So, what is it that concerns me about this week?  It’s this,  “Not many of you should become teachers, my fellow believers, because you know that we who teach will be judged more strictly.” (James 3:1)

 I’m concerned about how the judgement of  my teaching at the end of the week will turn out.  Will I have demonstrated Godly behavior?  Did I teach them Bible truths as we went about our day?  Was I slow to anger and quick to forgive?  Will my kids know without a doubt that I love them and think they are wonderful?  Did I encourage them?  Did I go about my work without grumbling or complaining?  Do they know their Savior better because of something this momma said or did?

These words haunt me as I plan for our school week, “If anyone causes one of these little ones—those who believe in me—to stumble, it would be better for them if a large millstone were hung around their neck and they were thrown into the sea.” (Mark 9:42).

God help me.

And I’m praying that maybe, just maybe, the week will end with a judgement like this, “True instruction was in his mouth and nothing false was found on his lips. He walked with me in peace and uprightness, and turned many from sin.” (Malachi 2:6)

betty jo

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