Yes, I know it’s summer. And you may be asking why am I still ‘schooling’ my children. Don’t worry, there isn’t much pressure here. We’re pretty relaxed. We just ask that the kids finish a unit in their math book (ends up being about 6 pages of math) a week, journal in the morning, and read something. See, I’m not so hard-nosed. Both kids know that if they buckle down and finish their math book, they can be done with math for the summer. In past summers, that has been enticing. This summer? Not so much.
To their delight, I announced that August was a ‘Journal-Free’ month. Woo. Hoo. One thing off their morning chores list.
Anyway, yesterday was a beautiful day for a homeschooling mother.
Music Man worked in the garden yesterday pulling weeds out of the pathways for me. I decided to join him in the garden to help keep him motivated. As I picked green beans, we chatted. Now, just so you know, I’ve been asking God to help me enjoy my kids more. I’m a bit of a task master and relationships can easily slip out of reach as I tend to put tasks before people. I’ve felt that happening with my family and knew it was not good. So this precious time in the garden with my 14 year old was a divine appointment really.
I don’t remember much about what was said. I’m sure it had to do with a musical artist or two. But then it happened. As he was feeding weeds through the fence to the baby goats, my son began to ask me to identify the different plants growing around him. “Is that corn, Mom?” My kids have never expressed any interest in gardening. They know I love it, but they seemed to have always been indifferent. So, of course, I took great pleasure labeling our edible botany. And then I watched with excitement as he enjoyed sampling some onion tops, broccoli and sugar snap peas. My heart was singing.
And then I had the aha! moment. If I’m this excited about him being interested in my stuff, how much would it make his day if I did the same to his. That’s my next prayer. Help me to stop long enough to find out what that is, and then enjoy it. Concentrate on the relationship, Kathleen.
When Music Man finished his Farm Chores, he headed to the living room couch where he planted himself until early evening. What was he doing? No, it wasn’t video games. He was reading. That’s right, he finished his book in 2 days. Ahhh. Again, my heart was singing. Because Music Man was reading all day, Soccer Boy found himself reading too. It was so quiet in the house. Perfect for a day of researching Homeschooling High School.
Now, I LOVE to read. I am a little bit of a freak about it. I currently have 10 books just on my night stand. They are all nonfiction. Yes, I’m a nerd. I admit it. But my children have not been lovers of words. I have done everything I can imagine to inspire them, but it just isn’t something they would typically carve out time in their day to do. There have been moments when they have. You know, when they’re into a book they just can’t put down. It does happen. It’s just more than the exception than the rule. So, when a child of mine spends the day reading, I get giddy. Yes. It is pure ecstasy.
Thank you, Lord, for such a fabulous day. Thanks for redeeming the heart of this old selfish soul. There is hope.