It seemed every kid in our neighborhood had a dog. Every kid except me. I asked my parents on several occasions if I might have a dog too.
I want to answer the “how do you homeschool through high school” question from the perspective of a mom of five, four of whom chose to go to college.
As a graduated homeschool student, one of my interests was a desire to work for myself. Looking back, I realize all the lessons I learned would never have been possible if I had attended a public or private school.
The more I travel and meet people the more I see that I was really blessed in my home life. My parents loved each other, instilled in us self-discipline and homeschooled us right-on. I have no fear of failing and no regrets.
Last month, Nathan returned to the mountain of Papua New Guinea and walked among the Kumboi people. He was a teenager when he was last there.
Sometimes there were lost guys who would come around to “hang out,” but if they didn’t want to know the Lord, they soon quit coming. And our daughters never hung out with unsaved guys.
They never used the term, but looking back I was being taught a form of “sin management” and was never given hope that I could be free from this sin.
In our present culture, by the time most children are sixteen years old, they have left a well-documented profile on the World Wide Web. Advertisers say, “We know more about you than you know about yourself.”
Most of the kinks have been worked out of the Gospel Boxes and I am now proceeding with field tests. They have been sent to China, Peru and Ireland, as well as several locations around the U.S.
Conditions are rapidly aligning with Ezekiel’s 2,700-year-old prophecy. Fulfillment seems imminent. Our redemption draws nearer with every newscast.