So I saw the article in our local paper about our elementary school’s annual Reindeer Run. And I got teary-eyed. Silly, I know.
Ryan won the Reindeer Run last year. He took 2nd place the year before. It’s just a fun foot race held at Christmastime. And I wished my kids could have participated.
Yes, I miss the Reindeer Run. Yes, I miss class parties and fun traditions at school. And, yes, sometimes I wonder if I made the right decision to educate my children at home.
And then I remember all the amazing spiritual and academic growth I see in them. And I remember that they were too tired and worn out after all the school-required to dos, for us to have quality experiences together daily. And I remember that the work we are doing at House Upon a Rock is of eternal consequence and value.
Those experiences at school are fun. But they aren’t of greatest import. So I remember good, better, best, wipe my tears and soldier on.
We are- and try to be- House Upon a Rock.