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Don’t Run from the Mirror — Why You Need to Teach!

Why you need to teach

YOU WILL BE FACED WITH A CRITICAL CHOICE

Is everything is going well in your homeschool now? Just wait. If your experience is anything like many of us, the day will come when you’ll encounter difficulty and discouragement. When you do, you’ll be faced with a critical choice: run … or overcome.

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Overcoming Your Greatest Fear About Homeschooling—Part 1

Be encouraged by homeschool parents and students who have traveled the path ahead of you.

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While preparing my workshops for the Teach Them Diligently Convention, it occurred to me to ask home educating parents, “What is your greatest fear about homeschooling.” Their answers inspired this series.

Overcoming Your Greatest Fear About Homeschooling

Moments after I posted this question within a social media community, I received an outpouring of heartfelt responses. These recurring concerns surfaced as homeschool moms shared the fears that plagued them:

  • I’m afraid that the critics are right—I am inadequate to teach my children
  • I’m afraid my children will not be prepared for life.
  • I’m afraid they will be social misfits, won’t be accepted into college, won’t be able to find a spouse…
  • I’m afraid they will resent my decision to homeschool them.
  • I’m afraid they will walk away from the Lord.

Reading their comments, I was particularly touched by one mom who asked,

“It’s obvious that we all have the same fears, but what are we going to do about it?”

Her question moved me to prayer and action. I contacted a handful of homeschool moms and homeschool graduates whom I deeply respect and asked them how they would encourage the moms struggling with these fears. If you, too, are struggling, this series may help you overcome your fears.

For instance, consider Jennifer’s life-giving words:

As we began our home education journey 10 years ago with our only son who had just finished his 4th and final grade in public school — a wise and experienced homeschool mother of 5 boys shared, “Studies show that any child can catch up academically in 2 years time, but it can take a life time to reclaim his heart.”  

That truth resonated with us at a very deep level, and we trusted God for that vision. Our now 20-year-old college sophomore would be the first person to tell you that staying in public school would have been his end. 

He has never needed to “catch up” academically or in any other way. He began the prep program at a local Christian college as a high school junior, worked from the age of 12, was cast in leading roles in local theater, served in worship at church and in his high school homeschool co-op, and generally blessed his family and friends with his love, friendship, talent, and passions.  To God be the glory!

Every homeschool family I know experiences at least a few harrowing twists and turns along the journey. Jennifer’s family was no exception, but she emerged with the prize of her son’s heart.

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“Heaven” by Renee Smock

Heaven Creative Freewriting

reneeOne student’s creative writing exercise from Creative Freewriting Adventure

 

The trip to Heaven was just as fast as I had imagined it would be. In the blink of an eye, my spirit was whisked before a mighty gate. I instantly felt warm and light. I immediately wanted to sing. I spontaneously wanted to dance. I surprisingly wanted to… laugh?

Before me stood the most amusing scene… a scene that had been so familiar to me on earth as a child, but now seemed comical here… comical, but infinitely beautiful.

For, sitting just within the bounds of Heaven, sat Mrs. Sali- the woman who had served as our town’s Wal-Mart greeter some fifteen years before. She seemed the same as she had then. Her plump figure and the crow’s feet around her eyes hadn’t changed one bit. Even the faint shadow of a mustache still lurked about her laughing mouth. She was the same woman… and yet… something was different. But I couldn’t put my finger on what that difference was… not until she spoke.

“Renee, my child,” she sang out to me. Her voice, which had been soft and sweet on earth, seemed enhanced. It was pure. It was snow. It was gold. Her eyes too were changed. While they had sparkled on earth, now they glowed, shone, with a brightness quite unlike any earthly light had ever produced.

“Mrs. Sali?” I questioned. Though I knew it was her.

“Don’t you recognize me, dear one?” Her voice climbed musically and her face illuminated as she said, “Welcome to Super Wal-Mart, where all you’ve ever needed can be found, every tear you’ve ever cried can be dried, every hurt you’ve ever felt can be healed, and the One who loves You most can be found in every aisle.”

She slowly walked over to where I stood, grabbed my hand, and led me through those golden gates.

“Welcome to Heaven,” she whispered softly in my ear.

I looked up into her face and didn’t notice the flaws anymore. All blemishes were drowned out by the kindness that radiated around her being like a halo.

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