Homeschool | A New Year

A new school year… it’s kind of a big deal around here.  I had intended on going to bed early so I could rise well rested and circumstances had me tossing and turning most of the night.  Nevertheless, I rolled my tired body out of bed and padded toward the kitchen.  It’s a blessing to be able to get up early and pray over these little ones and for the mama who begs for patience and gentleness as we tackle the day.  

I brew my coffee and sit in my corner to read the Word and consider what it says.  A Psalm and Proverb is usually what I start my day with.  Sometimes, I read and it feels like a flood.  Other times, I’m fighting distraction and begging for a drop.  Today, it was somewhere in the middle.  Regardless of the outpouring, I will be back to mine the Scriptures tomorrow because I believe that the Lord will give me what I need at precisely the right time.  My job is to come with nothing and beg for everything- over and over again.

We don’t do anything to out of the ordinary for the first day.  I set out their new books and supplies and they dig through them and talk about how nice it is to have fresh, sharp crayons and pencils to use.  I tell them to take care of them and to not tear the paper off of the crayons.  

Finally, we settle into school and muddle through the first day… taking a big breath once it’s over and hoping the second day feels a bit less disheveled.  Next year, it will be much of the same thing.  We will celebrate a new school year, but these babies will be bigger and will have changed so much.  I will start my day with coffee and the Word in the corner of my sofa and pray over a new year and over these same hearts.