Clinging to the Mountainside
It’s unfamiliar and not pleasant. That well-worn path is gone.
And as our muscles ache as we take this long, arduous route around, we become disillusioned, wondering if this really was the best plan.
We wonder if this whole homeschool thing was really too much for us.
Maybe those naysayers were right, we think, as we frustratingly adjust to a new daily rhythm, or completely new curriculum.
As we feel like we’re backpedaling instead of moving forward, we wonder, “I’m not sure this is going to work, and I feel like a failure. Can I be enough for my kids, especially under these circumstances?”
But still we continue forward, one moment at a time, trusting that guiding voice that has proved faithful in the past.
Please, God, let this all work out, we plead.
Even though we’re not sure that it will.
And then… it happens.