I am on a new adventure called “homechooling”. Although right now it is as much a fun adventure as a trip to the dentist is a vacation.
At least once a day – on a good day – one of my children melts down about how hard the work is and how they don’t know the answers. I remind them that they do not have to know the answers, in fact they shouldn’t know the answers because that is the whole reason they are in school – to learn!
Today I am having to spoon feed myself those very thoughts. The most “successful” thing I did today was fix boxed macaroni & cheese and serve it along with sour cream & onion chips to my children for their lunch. It has been a morning filled with tears from all four us as they struggle to grasp math concepts and as I struggle to explain and help them connect the new knowledge to their current understanding. There are tear stains on my school planner to prove that it was a rough morning.
So I’m sipping a second cup of coffee and allowing the kids to watch a movie while I remind myself of the gospel:
- God loves me
- He has chosen me
- His plan is to make me look like His perfect Son, Jesus Christ
- He will use all things to do this
- Both the things that feel good and the things that I hate, dread, and dislike
- EVERYTHING in EVERY minute of my EVERY day is for my good and for God’s glory
- Nothing – including serving boxed mac & cheese and processed potato chips for lunch – can separate me from the love of God
- God sovereignly placed 1st, 3rd, and 5th grade math in my life right now to show me (again) that I need Him for all things
- His grace means He loves me even when I mess up and melt down over elementary math
- He has created our bodies to endure the need for a lunch of boxed mac & cheese and potato chips
*sigh* This seems so simple. But this is where I live life. Constantly reminding myself of the amazingly simple gospel that my mind can not fully understand. As much as I want to cross something off my to-do list, I learn every day that reminding of myself of the gospel will never get crossed off this side of heaven.
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This is why I need friends to help me turn my focus back to the gospel. Some of those friends are books I have read. Here are two of two of them: