Saturday, July 30, 2016

Mere Motherhood

Mere Motherhood: Morning times, nursery rhymes, and my journey toward sanctificationMere Motherhood: Morning times, nursery rhymes, and my journey toward sanctification by Cindy Rollins

I loved this book!

Oh, it wasn't amazing, I must admit. It's a memoir from Cindy's 30 years of homeschooling, not a how-to-homeschool book, so don't open it expecting that. And really, for a memoir, it's frustratingly vague. Yet I understand her desire to protect her children's identities and not "air the family's dirty laundry". It's not always a fascinating read, but it was like a warm conversation with a good friend--an encouraging breath of sweet fresh air. I've been homeschooling for 16 years, so that's long enough to read between the lines of the various trends (good and bad) in the homeschooling movement that Cindy lived through.

I wouldn't have gotten as much out of it even just five years ago. I daresay this is not the best book for a younger, newer homeschooling mama. She likely won't appreciate it as much. There are things we simply don't know that we don't know until we get there. But maybe reading it will help her connect the dots when the time comes. And I came away both encouraged and inspired.

I chuckled aloud several times as I read, especially as she gently poked fun at herself: "Each morning we sang a new hymn, verse by verse. . .I was a bit neurotic about learning all the verses. Now I know that is called self-righteousness" (46) and "Obviously we weren't in the the habit of buying horses; we just read books about horses" (50) and after having drugs the first time for her ninth and final delivery "I would never be an obnoxious mother-in-law bragging that I had ALL my babies naturally" (64). LOL I thoroughly enjoyed her voice.

I also loved the way she sprinkled Scripture throughout (in her own voice, no quotation marks) and her frequent but casual references to great stories like The Chronicles of Narnia and The Lord of the Rings. She is definitely a book-lover.

In a nutshell, Cindy's book shares three main ideas (among other smaller ones) she has learned in her homeschooling journey: 1) It's easy to let our relationships with our children become idols in our hearts. 2) Be careful not to take too much credit or too much blame for the successes and failures of your children. 3) Motherhood is a tool for our sanctification.

She shares things that worked, and things that didn't. She warns those of us in the trenches not to make mistakes she made. She transparently shares the joys and struggles of various seasons, including her current season during which she has moved and no one knows the "former her" who homeschooled nine children but now see her with only her last child almost ready to leave the nest. (wouldn't that be so weird?!)

There were so many great nuggets sprinkled throughout. I could definitely chat this one out side-by-side in a couple of red chairs! I'll try to limit myself to just a few quotes:
"Motherhood is sanctification. Perhaps way more sanctification than you ever bargained for. . .There is no trite way to explain the heart-wrenching joys and sorrows you have seen. There is no way to warn the mommy next door or your daughter-in-law. It is a walk of joy that often includes the tearing off of the old dragon skin one painful layer at a time, made all the worse because you didn't even know you were wearing dragon skin. No one ever does" (ix). 
"my lifelong pattern of hanging out with people who are smarter than me" (89). (I try to do this too!!) 
"I suppose that I should have raked in a lot of wisdom and knowledge, and yet, the further up and further in I go the less sure I am about what I know. I know a lot less today than I did thirty-five years ago. . .After all these years, I don't know as much as I thought I did, but I hope that makes what I do know more valuable" (135). 
(about reading aloud) "When we cannot escape ourselves, we can escape to other worlds together"(139). 
"It seemed that I had worked passionately for nineteen years on a beautiful product and, in the end, he had become something entirely different than I intended. I did not recognize him at all. How could I go on creating beautiful pottery pieces if they weren't going to turn out as I had intended or hoped? Until one day I had an epiphany. I was not the potter. A potter was shaping my children, but it was not me. . .My son was not my product. He was the work of a great artist: the Creator of all" (156). 
"Part of the sanctification of motherhood is learning to trust God with our children. . .Our children must not become 'Our Precious'" (161).

AND MY FAVORITE QUOTE OF THE BOOK:
"Josef Pieper tells us that leisure is the basis of culture. Most moms would laugh at the idea of leisure, but that is essentially the gift homeschooling gave us--the leisure to learn" (163).

Friday, July 29, 2016

Marriage Cruise, Take Two

Alan and I had a wonderful time again on the Love Like You Mean It Marriage Cruise with two other couples (back in February).  This season of life is so busy, and I love the opportunity to focus on "savoring" my husband.

Our 25th wedding anniversary is next year, and after seeing so many people's marriages fall apart (including my own parents) in this season, I am sensitive to be extra diligent in protecting our marriage.


We once again went on the cruise with some good friends.  My friend Wendy lives in Oklahoma, so the cruise provided a great excuse to see her and her husband John.



And Troy and Caren are good friends who live near us and suggested the cruise in the first place.


Part of the fun of the cruise is eating--escargot, alligator, our daily omelet, pizza, desserts, ice cream. . .


The cruise was supposed to go to Jamaica and Grand Cayman.  We were especially excited to go to Jamaica since that is Tyrell's birth heritage, but unfortunately, someone on the cruise had a health situation arise and we had to turn around and go back to the States  So we ended up back on Key West, which had been a destination the year before.


Thankfully, what we really cared about was having a good time and being with our friends, so riding around in a golf cart with our new selfie sticks and laughing 'til we almost peed our pants was enough to ensure we had fun.

Our second stop was the Bahamas.  Alan and I explored the island from the poorest of the poor native islanders to the extravagance of the Atlantic resort.  The stark extremes were striking.



The conch we tried here was A-MA-ZING.  Much better than what we had in Key West.

As usual, we heard some outstanding lessons from speakers including Lysa TerKeurst and Dave and Ann Wilson.  Some of my favorite tidbits from the lessons include:
  • Don't worry about falling out of love; worry about falling out of repentance.
  • We tend to think our greatest need is to be loved, but our greatest need is to learn HOW to love.
  • Forgiven people forgive.
  • Unforgiveness is like drinking a cup of poison and expecting the other person to die.  We cannot harbor unforgiveness and expect to achieve oneness at the same time.
  • Satan does all he can to dim our light by making us turn from the battle around us to battling one another: 'You're not meeting my needs!'
  • In conflict, someone has to de-escalate the situation.  Who? Whichever one is most mature.
  • Inside every man resides a punk and a prince. The one you speak to is the one you call out.
  • Stop speaking to the problems and start speaking to the potential.
  • My job is to be obedient to God.  God's job is everything else.

Selah was absolutely incredible.  What amazingly gifted musicians!


A major highlight of the week for me was the ballroom dancing classes Alan and I took (and we talked Troy and Caren into taking one with us!).  It was SO MUCH fun, I know my mouth was stretched into a huge grin the entire time.  We laughed and goofed and had a blast.


Alas, all good things must come to an end.  Once again, the buffet was closed and it was time to head back to snowy, cold Iowa.  While we don't plan to go on this cruise again next year, I do hope we'll get to go again someday.

Thursday, July 28, 2016

Five Month Sabbatical

Well, I've been gone from this blog for five months.  Life just happened, I was busy, and I simply lost the urge and desire to write.

I'm starting to feel the urge again. . .maybe a little.  Life is still crazy busy, so we'll see how long this lasts.  But I've been blogging off and on since 2008!  This is the chronicling of my life, my crazy thoughts, my growth. . .how can I stop permanently?

I'm thinking I'll duck back and hit some highlights from the last several months, especially since I have some posts sitting in my drafts folder. Grin  I may jump back and forth over this next month, and even bring over some book reviews, for yes, I've still been writing those on Goodreads.

Then school will be starting back up, and we'll just see how it goes.  I'm making no promises.