Who Told You That?

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October 21, 2021 – Thursday

Yesterday morning, the children were questioning me on what black cats, bats, owls, and spider webs have to do with Halloween.  I have always taught them the beauty of nature, and have never labeled these creatures of the night as scary or creepy.  Their foundation was truth, and this new information wasn’t inline what they knew.  They were checking the facts.

The simple answer to their question is absolutely nothing.  God’s beautiful creation has nothing to do with Halloween.  But there is more to it than that.  As I answered their questions, fresh manna fell down from heaven for me to collect.  The more I taught, the more wisdom I seemed to receive.

It is an age old story that dates back to the beginning of time.  The enemy of this world, the devil, has always longed to be exalted above God and to be worshipped; it is what caused his fall from heaven to begin with (gotquestions.org).  He wanted what God had and was willing to do anything to get it.  He is up to his same old tricks today, attempting to steal what the Lord has and turn our eyes away from God.  “The enemy may be invisible but he is not fictional.  He is very real, and very persistent, waging war against us constantly (Priscilla Shirer, Armor of God Study).”

Who told us that black cats, spiders, owls, and bats are creepy creatures of Halloween?  God created each of these amazing nocturnal creatures.  It was the devil who stole them from God, attached a new label, and directed our attention away from God and towards himself.  The enemy is running rampant under the cover of these lies.  Just as he always has, the enemy still longs for adoration and will stop at nothing to get it.  He wins anytime we believe his lies.

“Who told you that?”

We must become fact checkers and lie detectors.  The simplest way to check our facts is with one simple question – “who told you that?”  It is one of the first questions in the Bible.  In Genesis 3, Adam and Eve are caught hiding in the garden after eating the forbidden fruit.  Adam tells the Lord “I heard you in the garden, and I was afraid because I was naked; so I hid.”  God’s response is timeless.  “Who told you that? 

10 He answered, “I heard you in the garden, and I was afraid because I was naked; so I hid.”  11 And he said, “Who told you that you were naked? Have you eaten from the tree that I commanded you not to eat from?” (Gen 3:10-11, NIV)

There are so many lies we believe that we are unaware of.  Deception is just that… it is deceptive.  We must learn to check our facts, because most of the time we are unaware of the lies we believe.  The enemy stays in a place of safety as long as we don’t recognize him as the source.  Little children naturally ask questions?  Let us learn by their example by simply asking WHY?!  Why do we do what we do?!

We are a chosen generation – called to proclaim the goodness of God.  We have been called out of darkness into His marvelous light (1 Pet 2:9).  God encourages us to turn away our eyes from worthless things (Ps 119: 37), and think about things that are true, noble, right, pure, lovely, admirable, excellent and praiseworthy (Phil 4:8).  Let us redirect our focus and become fact checkers!

But you are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a consecrated nation, a [special] people for God’s own possession, so that you may proclaim the excellencies [the wonderful deeds and virtues and perfections] of Him who called you out of darkness into His marvelous light. (1 Pet 2:9, AMP)

Turn my eyes from worthless things, and give me life through your word. (Ps 119:37)

Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things. (Phil 4:8, NIV)

Nature, The Most Inviting Classroom

August 3, 2021 – Tuesday

Nature – The Most Inviting Classroom

Today we were blessed to spend the morning on the North Carolina coastline!  We are here visiting my best friend from college and her family for a long overdue visit.  The last time I saw her daughter she was learning talk, now she is learning to drive.  Thankfully best friends are not limited by time or distance.  We are meeting them at their lake house in a couple of days.  But first the beach!  I couldn’t be this close to the ocean and not at least dip my toes in.  Living in the Midwest, my love for waves is feebly satisfied by the prairie grass that ripples in the wind.   The prairie is majestic in its own right, but is no substitute for the ocean.

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To maximize our time, we woke before the sun, brewed a pot of coffee, packed breakfast and lunch and loaded the kids in the car to see what adventures awaited us.  The waves were big, so we spent most our time in search of hidden treasures along the shoreline.  Nary a moment is wasted if spent beachcombing.

Each beach presents its own unique treasures.  I have explored the tide pools of southern California, and have been overwhelmed by San Diego's treasure chest of sand dollars.  I have enjoyed the white sand beaches of Tampa with my parents and my babies more times than I can count.  I have walked along the shore with sting rays on a rainy day in Florida, and have snorkeled the warm waters of Kauai with sea turtles.   In La Joya, I reveled in the majesty of the sunbathing sea lions on the shore.   Today...  I am equally in awe of the beach and its treasury of magical encounters.   Today... there were endless tiny black sharks teeth adorning the shores.  Our only limitation to our collection is patience and time.

 

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Once our quota for shark’s teeth was satisfied, we took to digging in the sand.  My youngest would dig and dig only to watch his efforts continuously fill with water from below.   It was a striking difference from the familiar Colorado Rocky Mountains and Midwest clay.   As he dug, I gently grasped on to the opportunity before me to talk about sea level.  We reminisced about our hike above tree line years ago, a stark 10,000 ft. comparison to our current digging elevation.  Geography is so much more riveting when experienced in person.  Nature is God’s classroom!  I have never been disappointed by the lessons gleaned from simply being outside and observing creation.  We didn’t set out to learn about sharks teeth and elevation today… it just happened!  God’s creation is the most inviting classroom.

Later that morning I spent some time nestled in the shelter of my Shibumi beach shade with a kindred spirit, as I read Karen Andreola’s Pocketful of Pinecones: Nature Study with the Gentle Art of Learning: A Story for Mother Culture. Despite my love for nature study, I have learned over that years that it takes intentional effort to prioritize, and can easily get crowded out by more “academic” subjects if we are not careful.  I long to focus on the subjects that bring delight and beauty into our days, like music, art, literature, foreign language and nature study, and Karen’s book was encouraging me to do just that.

 

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Like a tender hug in the warmth of the salty wind, I felt a nudge from the Lord to keep a journal much like the one I am reading.   A nudge to simply capture the delight and beauty in our homeschool days, like lightening bugs in a mason jar – and let them shine.  In order to capture beauty, we must first focus on it.  In that moment a fire was kindled within me to focus on beauty, capture it, and to let it shine!

“Look! An Osprey!”  Suddenly, my thoughts were derailed by my ten year old daughters sighting of an Osprey.  She watched this magnificent bird dive into the ocean and catch its breakfast in its talons.  This is the same little girl who at age three was captivated by owls, and hasn’t relented in her study of birds of prey since.  My once budding owl lover is now an educated raptor enthusiast.  The osprey provided a clear and timely reminder that nature is indeed one of our children’s greatest teachers!

Charlotte Mason knew well the benefits of being outdoors in nature, and she encouraged us to instill a love for nature in our children.  We do that best by simply giving our children adequate idle time outdoors with the Lord in His creation.

Sharks teeth.  Check.
Altitude and elevation. Check.
Birds of prey. Check.

Our magnificent Teacher must be so excited to show us His beautiful creation today!

“A love of Nature, implanted so early that it will seem to them hereafter to have been born in them, will enrich their lives with pure interests, absorbing pursuits, health, and good humour” (Vol. 1, p. 71).

I am not sure what this journey will look like, all I know is that I have been invited (yet again) by the Lord to do something bigger than I am capable of in my own strength.  The simplest path is the well-traveled path.  A path I seem to becoming a stranger to.  I am grateful for the Lord’s guidance down the path less traveled.

Memoirs of a Preschool Teacher

“‘What day is it?’ asked Pooh.  ‘It’s today,’ squeaked Piglet. ‘My favorite day’ said Pooh.” This quote by A.A. Milne was one of my favorites when my children were small.  Oh how I cherished each and every day!  I still do.

Early on in our journey of homeschooling, there was something that struck me so powerfully.  God wanted to be the Headmaster of our school.  Headmaster is a British term used to define (especially in private schools) the man in charge of a school; the principal.  It was during those early years that I appointed Him Headmaster, and trusted Him to provide all we needed.  He showed up in the most incredible ways.   Through the resources He provided, the people He placed on my path, and the wisdom He gave me – I was being equipped to fulfill my calling as my children’s teacher.   The lessons the Lord taught us during those early homeschool days made an indelible mark on my heart.  The greatest lessons have been those that were discovered, created, inspired and lived.  We would get caught up in a topic and study it until we were done – yet never really put it away.  It was like stopping to dig a well on our journey and fully quenching our thirst.

Liquids and Solids

It was an early March morning, one I remember so vividly.  We spent the morning gathered around the breakfast table reading the Bible, memorizing scripture and skimming the surface of liquids and solids.  Once the wiggles set in, I knew it was time to head outdoors.  I gathered up my then two and three year old, and we set off on an adventure.  We had two ponds behind our house.  As we approached the first one, we noticed its edges were just beginning to reveal the effects of the Rocky Mountain spring thaw.  The frozen center held tight to the anticipation of the inevitable spring just around the corner.  We explored craw daddies along the shoreline, tossed rocks onto the frozen center to determine the weight it would take to break, and watched the Canadian Geese land and skate across the ice like skilled figure skaters.  The example of the solid pond slowly returning to its liquid state was a beautiful demonstration of our ability to learn science through nature study.  I was content with the day’s lesson and decided we would continue to keep monitoring the pond until it fully thawed.

From there we continued our journey up and over the hill to the second pond.  As we climbed the hill and the pond came into view, what we saw totally stunned us.  The pond was completely thawed!  The lesson was obvious, our Creator was now clearly going to give us an example of a liquid!  The Geese reveled in the magic of spring as they floated on top of the water.  We wondered if their feathered friends over on the ice knew that spring was literally just around the corner.  Not all lessons are quite so indelible, extravagant or obvious.  Sometimes our Headmaster really outdoes Himself!  No teacher on the planet can teach solids and liquids like their Creator.  All I did was show up!  I couldn’t understand why these two ponds would be so different when they were less than 100 yards apart… What I did understand that day was that we have a Headmaster who loves us and cares about our education.

Owls

There were other lessons of equal grandeur that year.  One such example began midsummer with a three year old little girl’s fascination with owls and a trip to the library. We read book after book on owls.  I was learning the meaning of a Unit Study and my daughter was my teacher.  Our house at the time had a forest of pine trees.  We knew there must be owls in the trees – we just needed find them.  Our books taught us how to watch for evidence of owls.  As instructed, we listened for hooting after dark, searched the ground below the trees for whitewash (an owls chalky white excrement below their roosting place) and owl pellets (the regurgitation of the hair and bones of their prey).  One day when the kids were outside swinging we found our first owl pellet!!   Days later we dissected it to examine the inner contents.  Inside we found the tiny bones of last night’s dinner – most likely a mouse based on the long yellow teeth.  Nature study is proving to be so fun!  We are now even more determined to find our owl.

Months later on a cold Colorado January night, our patience, perseverance and faithfulness were rewarded, as hooting lured us outdoors.  The synchronization of the moonlight and leafless trees, made the invisible – visible.  A season of barrenness revealed the bounty that was always within – a great horned owl!  Majestic, awe inspiring and mysterious – this beautiful creature had us captivated.  The condensation that once formed a cloud as we exhaled, ceased as we held our breath in anticipation.  Moments later a distant mate answered the call, and a harmonious courtship ensued.  We stood their shivering only to be released from our trance as the owl silently took flight and disappeared into the dark.

From that night forward, we became increasingly proficient at spotting our resident owls.  We would begin to anticipate their hooting courtship each January.  Yet, their babies remained unseen.  The evergreens do not reveal their contents in the winter as do their deciduous counterparts.  Patience, perseverance and faithfulness were once again rewarded, this time in the final hours.  Fast forward five years.  All of our belongings have been packed into boxes, as we anticipated a move to the Midwest.  We went outside to soak up all we could of springtime in the Rockies.  As the children ran with their oldest sister under the pine trees, they discovered a tiny, white, down feather… and then another.  Much like the owl pellets that drew our attention to the trees years ago, the white down seemed to be an invitation to look up.  Not far from the scattered down, high up in the evergreens, they discovered two fuzzy white owl babies!  It felt like the grand finale to a five year study!  God is so good and He always finishes what He starts.   Was our curiosity quenched with the satisfaction of a completed lesson? Hardly!  It had simply ignited an unquenchable fire that will last a lifetime.

“The mind is not a vessel to be filled but a fire to be kindled”.   ~ Plutarch

 God our Teacher

Through our lessons, we learned not only about God’s magnificent creation, but we learned about our Creator Himself.   His lessons are a mere reflection of who He is.  His provision and promises in our life are sometimes instant and apparent – like our liquids and solids lesson, while others require patient endurance – like our owls.  No matter how God shows up… He always shows up and teaches us just what we need for the season we are in.

And not only this, but we also celebrate in our tribulations, knowing that tribulation brings about perseverance; and perseverance, proven character; and proven character, hope; and hope does not disappoint, because the love of God has been poured out within our hearts through the Holy Spirit who was given to us. (Rom 5:3-5, NASB).

Teaching preschool and kindergarten at home was the journey that made me realize this was not only something I was feeling called to do, but something the Lord was qualifying me to do.  I never felt responsible for the successes I celebrated along the way; I always knew it was our Headmaster who faithfully walked by my side and showed up day, after day, after day.  He was the partner I wanted to continue on this journey with.  I was qualified for my calling because of His strength – a strength made perfect in my weakness.

But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. (2 Cor 12:9, ESV)

In sharing these stories, my hope is to light an unquenchable fire in your pursuit for God as the Headmaster of your homeschool.  Your stories will not look like mine. They will be even better because they will be YOURS!  God is such an amazing teacher and Headmaster.  I am in complete awe of His goodness and His heart for homeschool!!  Though it was only preschool – we had become homeschoolers and were all in!  I was and still am 100% invested in this journey.

I feel blessed to say that TODAY is still my FAVORITE day!