Okay, I don't know why I feel the need to come clean again. It's just that when I write a post like yesterday's Beautiful Feet, I don't want you to get the wrong impression.
If you didn't read yesterday's post, (uh, hello? Why NOT???) I'll just summarize. I noticed my almost 11-year-old daughter's feet the other night, and commented to her how long and skinny they had gotten--how beautiful I thought they looked! She grinned, and quickly rattled off the Bible verse, "How beautiful are the feet of those who bring glad tidings of good things."
Now, here's the part where I'm going to confess. I did not teach Rebecca that verse. I had to GOOGLE the words "beautiful are the feet" later that evening because: 1) I couldn't remember all the words she'd said except those, and b) I had NO IDEA where in the Bible was the verse she quoted. Let me add another confession: I don't even know WHERE or WHY she learned the verse.
I'm really on top of things over here, aren't I?
I guess I feel the need to tell you that I am no spiritual giant over here, teaching my children Bible verses every day during morning devotionals, while eating our hot breakfast of quinoa and homemade wheat toast. (Do people eat quinoa for breakfast? I have no idea. Heck, I just learned how to pronounce it...when I was eavesdropping on someone at the park the other day. It's "keen-wah". I feel fancy, knowing that info now!)
Oh, but back to our morning devotionals and how I teach our children Bible verses every morning... Uhhhhh, welllllll... It doesn't actually happen like that. In fact, it doesn't happen AT ALL.
Not the keen-wah, not the homemade wheat toast (honey, it's Best Choice white over here!), and sadly--not even the morning devotionals at breakfast. My cute daughters are lucky to get a bowl of cinnamon Life from their bleary-eyed mama, who prefers not to talk too much before 9am. (Ask my family--it's true.)
Now, I know that I homeschool, and to some people, that may sound all high and mighty (or might sound downright dumb to some, I understand!). But, here's the honest truth. Homeschooling doesn't mean that my children are getting an extra-rich spiritual upbringing. In fact, a couple of years ago, another homeschool mom asked me which Bible curriculum we were using.
"Huh? Bible curriculum?" (*crickets chirping*)
Yeah, that was an embarrassing homeschool mom moment. I hadn't even considered a Bible curriculum. Which, I guess is like saying I hadn't even considered teaching MATH or READING in the world of homeschooling.
Bible curriculum? Don't they cover that in Sunday school and Wednesday night Awanas?
Uh, no. Strike 2 for the Lame-o Homeschool Mom.
So, I wish I could say that I ran right out and purchased the deepest, most theologically sound Bible curriculum. But, I didn't. The thought of adding one more thing to our day sounded overwhelming, so I just let it go.
(Wow. I am really working my way around the entire barn in order to tell you how our Rebecca was able to rattle off that Bible verse.)
So HOW did Rebecca know that Bible verse? You've already gleaned that it was NOT from her dear, sweet mama (aka, Lame-o Homeschool Mom).
I haven't asked Rebecca where, specifically, she learned that verse. But, I know it is either from her Homeschool Academy--which she attends 2 days a week, or from her Wednesday night Awanas class--both of which I DRIVE HER TO. So, points for me for driving, right???
Hearing Rebecca quote that verse about beautiful feet actually was a big moment for me. I have been struggling a LOT with our schooling choice for next year (read: future blog post topic!!!). Just experiencing my child quoting a verse--in context to the conversation--confirmed to this mama's heart just how GOOD our Homeschool Academy choice has been for Rebecca these past 2 years.
The Homeschool Academy is tucking whole chapters of Bible verses into Rebecca's heart. Even this non-Bible-curriculum-teaching mama knows that. It's not that I am against teaching Bible verses or a theologically sound Bible curriculum. In fact--just the opposite--I yearn for our daughters to be rooted deeply into God's word. I couldn't wish for anything greater during these young years. Why, then, don't I focus more on it? Why is that not the first thing we talk about each day?
I have no idea. Busyness. The urgent. Math. Mama's overwhelmed. The debil.
I have lots of excuses.
But, for now, the Homeschool Academy and Wednesday night Awanas are doing a wonderful job in the areas where this (sometimes) lame-o mom is failing. And for that, I am eternally grateful.
Now, if I could just get that Homeschool Academy to mop and dust over here...my life might be about complete...