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When you meet the end

Yesterday was one of those days where I met the end of my patience and had to trust that God could pull me through to another day.  God is faithful and for that I am grateful.  I was done with so many of the things that I am personally responsible for.  Things that I had willingly said yes to and typically find that I'm capable of doing.  But yesterday, after school, I did not have any confidence left that I could continue on the journey.  It was not that anything specific happened during school time, it was probably more of just two bad days colliding into one horrific time for me. 
Well, because of that, I realized that I was not getting any closer to school being what I wanted it to be, but in fact, further away.  This morning, I gave myself permission to set aside the subjects that consistently are met with opposition and try again later.  But then school time came and I decided to head into an entirely different approach.  It makes so much sense for our schooling that I can't believe we didn't do it before.  I gave Hannah the responsibility for our schedule.  I let her know the things that we needed to accomplish and she got to choose when we did them.  NO ARGUMENTS OR WHINING AT ALL.  I feel somewhat foolish not trying it before. 
And here's the amazing part of it, she read today. The thing that I was done with, sure that she wasn't making any progress in was the one thing that she proved me wrong about today. 

God is awesome!  What surprises have you come across in homeschooling?

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  1. kids are always surprising me. im a nanny for 3 and everyday i learn something new about each one of them. truly a blessing to be in my life!
    btw, i just found your blog today- i love it :)

    come and visit me at thestyleprojects.blogspot.com

    sharde

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  2. Thanks for dropping by! I'm glad you enjoyed my posts. Kids are amazing. They just become more and more fascinating as they grow.

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