When I say I love homeschooling, what I mean to say is I REALLY love homeschooling! Anyone who knew me 3 years ago would probably be shocked at that statement. I had never been known for my...ummm...love of being home. That is, until 3 years ago when The Almighty was tired of my not listening to Him and He spoke JUST A BIT LOUDER if you get my drift. I never had anything against those who stayed home, teaching their kids, taking care of their homes and cooking like, all the time. I just wasn't one of them. I enjoyed working and being out of the house. Then He changed me. It started with homeschooling. I had been feeling it for awhile and had been seriously trying to ignore it. I had no interest in being home all day, schooling my kids. (I know, bad mommie. Stick with me though). I finally had to give in because when God calls you to do something, for pete's sake JUST DO IT! It started with going to a homeschool conference led by a very sweet family, the Maxwell's. Little by little, I started to come around and hubby said if I hated it, we could always send them back to the private school they were in. Okay. I picked a cirriculum and ordered it. It came in and I installed it on the 2 new laptops I ordered for the twins. The day came when we decided we would start school. Then the weirdest thing happened. Every doubt that had been holding on for dear life in my head...vanished! All of it. Homeschooling felt as natural a thing to do as breathing does. From that day on, I have been a changed person. My most favorite place to be is...in my home with my husband and my kids around me all day long. I never tire of having them with me. I crave it. My husband started working from home less than a year later. He is now right across the driveway during the day. Able to eat lunch with us when the phones aren't crazy, able to answer questions or solve problems. Able to BE with his family. Over the last 3 years, I have gone from what I was before, career woman, relying on others to educate my children, avoider of being home for any length of time, to a woman who realizes that everything that will ever be important to me begins right here in my home. I am the influence on my children, not a stranger. I am the one responsible for preparing them for life on their own and with their future families. I am responsible for instilling in them everything God has been putting on my heart to do all along. My only regret is that I couldn't hear what God wanted from me (because I wasn't listening) when my older children were young. I feel that if they had had the kind of upbringing that their younger brother and sister are having, that maybe life would have been just a bit different for them. But then again, maybe that was God's plan after all.
If you are feeling that God wants you to do something, please just do it or you WILL miss out on the blessings that He is waiting to give you. Even if you are scared, trust Him. He always knows what is best for us and rarely ever do know what is best for us..