Changing the face in the mirror

  This post is a shout out to all the Helicopter Mommas out there in Homeschool Land.  In this world of seat belts, knee pads, bicycle helmets, cell phone tracking, car alarms and baby monitors, we Mammas prize safety (i.e., control) above many other ideals as we rear our children. Or at least I do, control FREAK that I am. My “little” girl is bigger than me, smarter than me, and (obviously) possesses much more strength and agility than I do, what with her being young and me being, well, not-so-young.  Yet in my heart, I still see this:   … Continue reading Changing the face in the mirror

It’s Greek to Me!

A couple of nights ago, I came across a passage in scripture that rocked my world — and not in a good way. Once again the anger of the Lord burned against Israel, and he caused David to harm them by taking a census. “Go and count the people of Israel and Judah,” the Lord told him. (2 Samuel 24:1) The chapter goes on to detail the census and how it took over nine months to complete. Afterwards, David’s conscience bothered him.  So through his seer, Gad, God gave David a choice of three consequences for his sin — sin that apparently God led … Continue reading It’s Greek to Me!

People Are Living Under The Bridge While I Sit In Traffic

I didn’t go to church today. I didn’t go last week, either. The truth is, I’m feeling a little bit like an outcast who has been wallowing with the lipsticked pigs — not at my church, specifically…but in the Church in general.  Something in the American church is desperately missing, and I’m part of the problem. Many people I’ve run into are attracted to Jesus…but they don’t want to have anything to do with “Christians” or with “religion” or “church.”  And many people brought up in Christian homes desert the church as they leave home.  Why? Remember those bracelets all the kids used to wear that … Continue reading People Are Living Under The Bridge While I Sit In Traffic

My legs are having a baby, again

So imagine you are lying in bed trying to get to sleep when suddenly the muscles in your left leg begin to have a baby.  Ok, so maybe they don’t have a baby because that’s not physically possible, but you remember what it felt like to have contractions when you did have a baby, and this feels a lot like that except not as painful.  These contractions begin at the top of your thigh and roll down your entire leg to the bottom of your feet.  Sometimes they begin in the tip of your tongue, roll across your chest and … Continue reading My legs are having a baby, again

Hello, my name is Christie, and I am a Mean Homeschool Mom

Lest you think from my previous post that we have it all together in homeschool-land, my Challenge 1 (i.e., 9th Grade/Freshman/Going on Thirty) daughter is throwing fiery darts at me with her eyes because I am making her complete work on a Sunday night.  Mind you, this is work that should have been completed by Friday night.  It was written in the planner…but it didn’t get done, and *I* did not check for completeness until 7:30 tonight, assuming erroneously that when my daughter said it was all done, it was.  Except for those four things that didn’t get done.  Including … Continue reading Hello, my name is Christie, and I am a Mean Homeschool Mom