Tuesday, February 13, 2018

Becoming

This blog started as a place to put homeschooling stuff, but it has lied fallow for more than a year because we no longer homeschool. We occasionally do other educational things I could write about, but I decided that I want to leave my kids out of it. As they age, I don't want their lives online, and I'm guessing that they probably don't either. So now it's going to be all about me. Just the way I like it. Ha!

I love to learn, and I am learning many things about myself and this exquisite life that I'm hoping to craft with my Father's help. So this blog has now become a place for me to explore myself, and other topics as they pop up.

Below are some categories that may (or may not) appear in future posts.

GRAB BAG 
(things I've jotted on random slips of paper around me):

There is nothing I like better than a pen in my hand, or in my teeth as Victoria Osteen recommended on Sunday. It is very fun and funny, just like she said. Except for the eventual drool, which I can't handle.

LEVEL UP
(often known as Self-Improvement, but in my case,
my self is of no help so it's all Jesus' doing):

No debt. That is our motto for this year, to pay off our debt and change our lifestyle choices so that we continue debt-free into the future. As of the day I am writing this blog, we have $12,000 to go. But the Lord is working on my heart and showing me that I don't just get into debt with my money. I get into debt with my mouth. Like last night. I was resting after a busy day and Raccoon wanted me to work on his book with him for 30 minutes. I said no, but tomorrow I'll write all fifteen pages for you and have them ready by the time you come home from school so you can draw the pictures. Debt. Mortgaging my future for my comfort now. And it's pervasive in my life. I can't write any more because I have to go write 10 pages of my son's story. Except one good thing did come of it last night. He came up to me and said, "Just tell me what to do!" referring to what to draw for the paragraph I wrote, but it was still nice to hear those words from my independent son. Ha ha. (I did get up and do five pages because I knew I was getting in over my head!)

The moral of the story (for me) is stick to offer what I can do now. Today. What can I do now? Then my future is free.