“Be still and know that I am God.”
This quote is on my bedroom wall.
The idea was that each morning I would wake and look up to see these words of wisdom and use them to start my day. We’ve lived in this house for nearly three years and I, ashamedly, have to admit that I rarely notice these words in the mornings.
I have a routine. Open up my phone. Check messages and notifications. Check my email. Put on the tea kettle and start breakfast. Then I check the schedule to see where we are going and what we are doing. It’s a jumpstart with technology and caffeine.
But as I was listening to Periscope this morning, Heather Weller at wellermommablog was discussing Homeschooling on a Budget, and she said sometimes she needed to “be still.”
Later, another scoper quoted Sarah Mckenzie, the author of Teaching From Rest, as saying “be quiet.”
Then later I was reading and came across the sentence “Quiet your heart.” by Durenda Wilson. It seemed that someone was trying to tell me something.
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The Unhurried Homeschooler
For the last few days, I have been reading the book The Unhurried Homeschooler by Durenda Wilson. I was drawn to the book because of its subtitle “a simple, mercifully short book on homeschooling.”
I have three children, a husband, a cat and a brand-new-untrained puppy who is worse than any toddler ever thought of being.
I don’t have time for long books or long Periscopes or long anything.
So, this seemed like a perfect book for me…except for the “unhurried” part. But, deep down, I want to be unhurried. I want to smell the roses. So, I bought the book and it set on my desk for a couple of weeks until Trish at Hip Homeschool Moms suggested we start a group that would read the book and discuss it. Of course, I jumped at this because it would force me to stop what I was doing and hurriedly read a book about being unhurried.
Then Trish started assigning us tasks, and I realized I was going to have to carve out some time to actually read.
As I began reading the book, I noticed that Durenda struggled with many of the same pressures and conflicts I did. Am I doing enough? Will the kids have gaps in their education? Which homeschool philosophy/curriculum should I use? Will they grow up to be responsible, upstanding members of society? Will they remain faithful to God? And her answer to all of these questions? Well, she states it more eloquently than I could.
We want [our children] to find their passions and fulfill the purposes for which they were made. What that journey looks like and where it leads are distinctively different for each family and child. Expect even the process to be vast and varied, not just the results. What it really comes down to is being willing to surrender our plans and visions to the Lord in exchange for His. Sometimes the outcome will be what we envisioned, but often it will not…it will be better. It involves yielding, a whole lot of prayer, and walking in obedience to Him trusting Him for the end result.
This tiny book is chock-full of great wisdom and beautiful quotes, but what it boils down to is this: teach your children “about life and love, honor and respect, hard work and play” and the rest will come naturally.
Am I Being Still?
Today I was inundated with the words “Be Still,” “Be Quiet,” and “Quiet Your Heart” from different sources at different times of the day. All had different perspectives. All had different objectives. But, the words kept ringing the same.
Am I being still?
Have I quieted my heart?
Am I stopping to listen?
Am I quietly hearing what my children are finding interesting?
Am I still so that I can feel the beauty of the day?
Am I quiet in those moments when someone is hurting?
Am I being still? Do I know that He is God? If I did, I wouldn’t put so much pressure on myself to do and be everything to my husband, the three kids, the dog and the cat.
I would stop.
I would listen.
I would trust.
And then what? I don’t know. It’s not my plan. It belongs to God.