As I near the end of my homeschooling career, it has dawned on me that I am not really nearing the end of anything at all. In some ways my own education began when I started homeschooling my children and I hope that it will continue until I reach the end of this earthly stay. Being a stranger and an alien on this planet, there has been a lot to learn and I have not even scratched the surface as my education is teaching me.
Blog Posts by Author: Cindy Rollins
I began the new year with one of those thumping good books that readers love to read: a book about reading books. Susan Hill’s Howard’s End Is on the Landing delighted me in every way. Her name dropping of authors and books, which, according to the reviews, either causes joy or annoyance, was just so fun. I kept being reminded of books I wanted to read and even more importantly those I have wanted/needed, to re-read.
Are you busy enough yet, mom, teacher, mom and teacher?
Advent: a time of preparation. Perfect. We are the preparers.
We fill stockings, bake cookies, prepare devotions, cut out snowflakes, bake gingerbread houses, wrap presents, attend meetings and recitals, take pictures, decorate trees and mantles, and most of all we try to make it all mean something. We the preparers prepare. That is what we do.
I have been thinking a lot about death lately. It is that time of year. It started with a funeral.
Every once in a while in my life I have come across metaphors which have opened my eyes to the hope of heaven. They have driven me to understand what it will mean to see Christ face to face and to be like Him. The first time I remember was while reading the book of Revelation: the crystal river of waters flowing into the city of God captured my imagination and haunted my young life with hope.
In light of my recent discussion with David Kern and Chris Perrin, I thought I would share my first adjustment of the school year. One of the greatest advantages of homeschooling is the ability to make adjustments. There is the danger of making so many adjustments that we never settle in to the work at hand but otherwise it is a great benefit to be able to change something that is not working.
Join me as I think out loud.
I had an epiphany a couple of weeks ago. Being a philosopher of sorts I enjoy those. This summer I read a book which described an ‘addiction to epiphanies’ and I recognized that I might be accused of this. Of course, if you come from a place of great ignorance there are more places for the light to shine meaningfully. I think I am not addicted, only very hungry.
Words matter. This is the lesson of Christian classical education. This is the logos of John 1. This is where there is love. It's why I sometimes get alarmed.
It is summer. Well, almost. The natives are restless. The teacher is thinking of next year or if she is a homeschool mom she may be considering cleaning the bathroom. This summer I am reading Edith Schaeffer’s The Hidden Art of Homemaking.