Day 2 of school last week was embarrassingly bad. I felt frazzled. I was ready to give up and send one of my kids off to school. It was tough and sad and frustrating. I did a lot of praying over the weekend…
Thankfully, I can say with all honesty that this week went a million times better. How do I forget so quickly that the beginning can be tough for all of us? That Satan is a discourager? That I can’t do this, but through God’s grace? Or that things will get better… they always do!
After a very good week, one tired kid was not happy about starting school this morning. Rather than forcing the issue, I said, “I know! Let’s not do math right now, but let’s head outside on this beautiful day and find something to paint!”
Their hearts and attitudes changed immediately. It was just what we all needed. And I even got to have a second cup of coffee and work on some gardening on a chilly, foggy August morning! It felt like fall. It felt glorious and lifted all our spirits.
I was especially impressed by the work of my one artist who usually likes to rush through her projects. She took her time; so much time, and her picture turned out beautiful. I was so encouraged!
It was only our first full week, but I am headed into the weekend refreshed and encouraged. Thank you for that new perspective, Lord! (And for a fall-like morning to enjoy!)