Remember who we are; remember whose we are

 Saying farewell to our oldest child, knowing that he will soon be out of the country for a week, my heart aches.

 Attempting to calm math anxiety, asking good questions in hopes of triggering previous learning, my heart tightens.

 Explaining the math lesson to another student, checking for understanding, my heart rests.

 Realizing that a different student has wrestled well through Algebra 2, grading the last test and scoring it 100%, my heart swells.

 Looking ahead and not behind, pressing toward the goal of the upward prize, my heart rejoices.

 How's your heart today?

Minding the Minutia

 In the midst of these last days of the school year, our family is part of another play.  Next comes graduation.  Tying up the loose ends from the school year, as well as prepping for the coming school year, our home school year continues.

 I have hopes to sew, to knit, to exercise more, to sleep in some and to do dangerous things over the summer break.  Above all else I hope to know Him better (spend more time with Him).

Until then, here are some links that will encourage and uplift you:

From Ann Voskamp:  "...there’s a certain tribe in Africa tribe, a tribe called the Himba, and when a woman of the Himba tribe knows she is pregnant, she goes out into the wilderness with a few friends and together they wait till they hear the song of the child to come.

Because they know that every heart has its own unique beat… it own wild purpose. And when the women attune to the song of the coming child, they sing it out loud.

Then they return to the tribe and teach this child’s unique song to everyone else.

And when the child is born, the Himba tribe gathers and sings the child’s song to him or her. Later, when the child begins school, the village gathers and chants the child’s song. And when the child passes through the initiation to adulthood, the Himba again come together and sing. And at the time of marriage, the person again hears the notes of her song.

To the African tribe there is one other occasion upon which the villagers sing to the child. If at any time during his or her life, the person commits sins, falls short, or loses her way, the individual is called to the center of the village and the people in the community form a circle around them. Then they sing their song to them.

They sing their song to them because the Himba believe that change most happens when we remember who we are — remember our identity — Whose we are…"

From Loving on Purpose:   Many believers are still confused about the proper place for women in the Church. Powerful and Free is a call to address the structural message of inequality. It is not a theological treatise on the biblical case for female leaders (there are many excellent resources for this already). It is not a political program to implement some kind of affirmative action in our leadership teams, because that doesn’t work. Rather, it is an appeal to the hearts of men and women to recognize the existence of the glass ceiling for women and to challenge themselves to align more fully with a Kingdom vision for gender-blind leadership in the Body and equal male-female partnership in the home.

From Robert Frost:  Brings back memories of my other life.

From Clean Eating:  This crust looks and sounds fabulous, whether you are going grain-free or not.

From Donna Young:  For home educators looking for help with record-keeping.



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