I have been thinking in terms of seasons recently. Alice said it nicely inTo Everything There is a Season:
We all strive to be faithful to any task we take up, and it is natural to feel a bit bad when our blogs fall out of rhythm for a while. Still, I would say that this, like so many aspects of Motherhood, is part of God’s plan for us. We should expect those inevitable quiet times, not feeling the least bit sorry when they come, but embracing them wholeheartedly. Let us rejoice in both the stories and the silence.
For some reason, it hasn’t seemed like my season to blog much. I keep up with my daily Schola and Studium notes, but that isn’t quite the same. Though I welcome visitors there, it’s really just a glorified spiral record-keeper, a space to keep my homeschooling notes in order to have them in some sort of order for the future. (And it works beautifully for that, I will tell you).
Will I be misunderstood if I say that things are working so well in our homeschooling rhythm right now that I hesitate to talk too much about it for fear I’ll upset the balance? That would give you the idea that by “well” I mean perfectly, and it is no such thing. If I were a toddler taking my first steps, and I got distracted by verbalizing “I’m walking!” (in toddler language of course!), I would probably topple. Not that I was doing anything like Olympic speed walking, but that I was actually functioning as a walker and would want to prolong that. So I would probably keep mostly silent until I got the new skill consolidated.
Homeschooling isn’t quite like that, of course. For one thing, what works at one season may not work at another. Perhaps it IS like that to a toddler — walking on the rug may feel quite different than walking on that bare wood floor, or walking on the porch with little gaps in between the boards. Even after 15 years of homeschooling and 2 graduates, I sometimes feel like a very beginner, and perhaps that’s a good thing, because after all, I have at least one beginner to the world in my home, my four year old, and it probably helps me mother him, to recognize vividly how new everything can be when you are just starting out.
My header gets a credit — my oldest took the pic it’s cropped from, at his college. I love the autumnal colors.
