When I decided against going to college when I graduated from my home education two years ago, I knew I was embarking on an adventure. I knew there would be trials, and fun times, and questions to answer, and a whole new level of home-keeping to learn.
I am so glad my parents have supported and encouraged me to stay at home. I have always known there is no other place I would rather be.
But recently I know I could never be anywhere but home. During this season in my life, when I have so many little siblings in so many different stages of development, I would miss so much of their lives. Yes, I desire marriage — a husband who fears God and children of my own — but it is easy to rest content in His will when I see all that I would be missing out on in the family I have right now. That’s not to say that I wouldn’t excitedly say yes to marriage if it was revealed as the Lord’s will tomorrow, but that I am content right here where the Lord has me right now.
I would miss teaching a little brother to read, and the excitement when he reads his first book by himself — and the excitement as he reads his “second first book” =)
I wouldn’t be able to help plan wedding showers, baby showers, get-togethers, or help to prepare for them all — I would be much too busy preparing papers and reports and studying to make time.
I wouldn’t be able to stop and learn how to do a dance with a sister.
I would miss out on the projects my siblings are doing in their lessons.
I would never see the forts my little brothers build, or be able to stop what I am doing when they come to get me to see the “Jamestown” they have created in out living room, using lincoln logs, blocks, legos, and Indian and settler figures.
I would never hear them processing what they have learned in what can be hilarious conversations. Never hear a little brother I am teaching math to explain the concept to an even younger sister, receiving the affirmation that he did, indeed, understand everything I said and I wasn’t just speaking to the air :-)
I wouldn’t have time to read a book to a sick little brother.
I would miss helping my sister plan her graduation.
I would have missed out on explaining to a brother the differences between one decade and the next, and the difference between a decade and a millennium — and how Dad, Mom, two of my sisters, and myself aren’t all the same age because we were born in the 1900’s — just like everyone else in our family wasn’t the same age because they were all born in the 2000’s. (And that was harder to explain than I thought!!! My sister and I drew diagrams, talked about it, and finally pulled Dad in on it…)
I would not have the opportunity to study what I want to study — natural healing methods, doula certification, gardening, living off the land.
In short, I wouldn’t have the opportunity to become all that my Creator has made me to become. He placed me where He has for a reason, and I am to trust Him, lean on Him, and follow where He guides.
I am a 23 year old young lady who is redeemed and saved from my sin only by the grace of God. A bibliophile at heart with a love of history who desires to see the Word of God practically applied to all aspects of our daily lives -- in our homes, in the grocery store, in the political realm. I strive to put my jumbled, chaotic thoughts down onto paper -- reducing them into black and white rows, letters, sentences. Into some semblance of sanity. And I share them here with all of you, where I can challenge you, make you think, and cause you to ask questions. I am the oldest of eleven children living the country life in the deep south.