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I have a friend who reminds me from time to time that is important to let people know about what my sons are doing. Why? [I think] to encourage you to keep on goin’. Did I do everything perfectly? Of course not! But, in spite of me, they are happy, productive members of society and are pursuing their dreams.

Ian is 23 and is an alumnus of Asbury University. He got his BS in Communication Arts and has a minor in art. He is gainfully employed with a company using his degree here in Cincinnati and lives in a house with his cousin. While I am thrilled for him, I am sad that he isn’t here to keep us laughing and wondering. He has a crazy sense of humor which requires some explaining to me on a regular basis.  It is so nice to have him here locally and I selfishly hope he will stay in Cincinnati.

Malcolm is 20 and is living in eastern Germany.  He is in charge of starting a fair trade coffee shop/ art gallery in a small town called Herrnhut. How did he arrive at that? It’s a long story that I will share at a later date, but he is with a missions organization called Youth With A Mission (YWAM). This volunteer organization is focused  on helping people who are in need around the world. The money that the coffee shop will generate will help to support a ministry called Pick A Pocket. (No, not pickpockets!)

This particular ministry picks a pocket to fill, not from which to take. They help provide shelter and education to boys and girls in Ethiopia who live in deplorable conditions. These children sleep in the dumps and eat what they find. You can imagine how awful that would be! The other area of ministry that Malcolm’s wanting to help with  the proceeds from the shop is the plight of those who are caught in the chains of human trafficking.  The art gallery is going to be filled with photographs and art work that the students from YWAM’s Discipleship Training School’s Marriage of the Arts have created while on humanitarian trips to these dumps and red light districts of various countries.

One thing we have always stressed with our sons is to dream and go with what you think God is telling you. So, I shouldn’t be surprised that each of them are taking a different path than the other. That’s what I love about homeschooling, encouraging your children in the areas that you see are their strengths. You can be their cheerleader and provide opportunities for them to investigate.

Ian is a wonderful writer and artist, is extremely creative, and has an eye for design. I am glad I signed him up for various literature and writing classes and had him take art from several different instructors and programs while in junior high and high school. He is using these academic areas daily at his job as he edits manuals and books, creates magazine ads, works on social media projects, and sets up video conferences. He is fulfilling his dream of being a graphic designer.

Malcolm loves coffee, people, and is tender-hearted towards those who are victims of injustice. For his senior year we visited various coffee shops and he had to blog about them. He also did a 6 week internship with a fantastic homeschool dad who owned a coffee shop, learning from him about not only coffee, but life. He always wanted to start a coffee shop, it just happened sooner than we would have thought. I thought he’d take a “gap year” and return after 7 months, but he will be gone for at least 2 1/2 years at this point. He is pursuing his dream with all of his heart.

So, what do you see your child(ren) gravitating towards? What are things that interest them? Children have giftings and talents that begin to be evident early in their lives. Ian was constantly doodling on his papers  to the point that you could not see the math problems because of artwork. :) Malcolm has had a tender heart and a desire to help others since he was young. I am not sure where the coffee aspect began, but I am going to blame it on the java that was readily available at our church on Sunday mornings.

Provide opportunities for your child(ren) to explore. It could be crafts, legos, online games, websites, clubs, scouts, AHG, 4-H, the possibilities are virtually limitless. Does that seem overwhelming? Just start with one area, explore that, and see what comes next. Remember to encourage the dreams they have as it will lead to more ideas and possibilities.

The picture I have here for my post is what I made for Malcolm when he was feeling discouraged about envisioning his dream of a coffee shop. An interesting thing occurred after he left to begin the coffee shop. Ian had to move back with us after he graduated from college and he ended up staying in that room! It was a reminder for him not to give up on his dream while he looked for a job in his major. I love when God does such things, don’t you?

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How many people can say that their dad was a toy maker? Not many I suppose, but I can! My dad was an industrial toy designer at Kenner Toys and worked on products such as The Easy Bake Oven, Sit-N-Spin, Care Bears, Star Wars, GI-Joe, Nerf, Strawberry Shortcake, and play-doh. Pretty cool, huh?

I love my dad, not just because of those things, (although that helped! :) )but because he cared about his family. He would take us on secret candy runs while we were out running errands and would tell us wild stories about a boy named Cedric. My dad always noticed if I got a new outfit or got my hair cut. In a house of five women and no other men, it might have been a matter of survival, but I don’t think so. He worked hard and played even harder with all of us girls.

I am truly blessed to have a dad who still cares.  He believes in me and has certainly done his share of showing me that over the years by moving furniture, teaching art classes to my sons, painting walls, and taking the boys on day trips to Wright Patterson Air Museum. I can call every week and he will listen to me as we discuss concerns and praises. He always prays for me and my family and there is no substitute for that.

He has been a great example to my sons about how to love someone through tough times. He was my mom’s caretaker and encourager when she was fighting cancer. He never once complained during her sickness and was with her throughout her ordeal.

I hope that you have had a great dad too. If not, I am sorry. I do know that even if you have had a dad who wasn’t like mine, you have a dad who loves you and is there for you. That dad is God the Father. He hears, He comforts, He is proud of you.

Happy Father’s Day to all of you. Happy Father’s Day to you, Dad. Thanks for everything! :)

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Never in a million years would I have thought my mom would become a statistic of cancer, but she did. My mom had non-Hodgkin lymphoma and lost her battle nearly five years ago only 7 months after being diagnosed. It was an extremely difficult time because I was still praying and believing my mom would come out a victor when my dad called to say Mom had passed away. You never truly realize how much a person means to you until they are gone.

I have yet to meet anyone who had a relationship with God like my mom. She truly walked out her love for Him in a way that still amazes me. She didn’t have a dad growing up, but she KNEW God as her dad as no one else I have known. She inspired me, encouraged me, and always took me back to what God says in His word. Sometimes I would call her to whine about something and she would stop me and say, “Lisa, did you pray about it?”

“No, I didn’t. ” I would sheepishly and reluctantly reply.

“Well, talk to Him first and then we can talk about it afterward.” Not the response I was hoping for, but it came to be the response I was always expecting to hear. I can never tell her this now, but when I go through trials, those are the words that come back to me time and again.

Grammy's quilts for Ian and Malcolm.

She loved to quilt and garden and I have attempted to pursue both of these hobbies as a tribute to her. Although I must admit, I don’t find nearly the same joy in quilting as she did. She made beautiful quilts as well as baby quilts for countless children in the church and her own grandchildren. Her quilts were so well-loved by kids that they were worn to shreds. I even had to hide my children’s baby quilts after a while so  they could be preserved.  I wanted them to have it as a keepsake, but now they have part of  their Grammy’s love to share with their littles ones someday.

When I was wanting to find out how other people dealt with and helped those with cancer, I couldn’t find any information that was written by a cancer survivor that was upbeat. It would have been beneficial to have someone say they had come through cancer victorious and been able to give fresh hope to my mom while she was kickin’ cancer as best she could.

I am pleased to tell you that I have a friend , Julie Evans, who has recently written a book about her journey through breast cancer and being able to kick that wretched disease. Her book is called, Shaken not Stirred… A Chemo Cocktail: A Comedy about my Tragedy. If you have a friend or family member who is going through their own battle of kickin’ cancer I think this book would be a great encouragement to them. Julie has such an exuberant outlook on life that no one can stay down long while reading this book.

I am thankful I had a mother who supported me and led by godly example. May I point others to the Lord like she did for me.  If you still have the opportunity to call your mom and tell her you love her, do it.  If you have the opportunity to wish her a Happy Mother’s day, do it. You and she will be glad you did.

I hope you a wonderful Mother’s Day and know I appreciate you and the hard work you do for your family.

Proverbs 31

26 She opens her mouth with wisdom,
and the teaching of kindness is on her tongue.
27 She looks well to the ways of her household
and does not eat the bread of idleness.
28 Her children rise up and call her blessed;
her husband also, and he praises her:
29 “Many women have done excellently,
but you surpass them all.”
30 Charm is deceitful, and beauty is vain,
but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised.

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Yes, I live on Jupiter. Jupiter Court. You may have noticed that I gave my personal thoughts that heading. Sometimes I feel as though I am out on another planet! Sometimes I think it would be better if I were on another planet.  From time to time I will broadcast a message from there that will have my musings, reflections, and most importantly, bring encouragement to you.

So, here is an encouraging thought for today: The first day of Spring is less than a month away. “Hip! Hip! Hooray!”  I say.

I am yearning to plant the early crops of  spinach, lettuce, and green onions. I am devising plans to fight off bugs, rabbits, and deer to save something for us from my savory harvest. I have already ordered annuals from one of my home school students and I am beginning to think of new veggies and flowers to plant this year. I am looking forward to going to the home school convention here in town with a friend. And I have saved the best spring activity for last, I am looking with great anticipation to supporting you, my home school colleagues, with portfolio reviews. I wanted to let you know you are giving the best gift you possible can to your children; a personalized education and time spent with you! Have a great week.

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This was a response that I got from a text that I thought was from my son. I know I have to back up the truck so you can jump in to follow my line of thinking here…

My son is out of the country serving as a missionary in Eastern Germany. I was really missing him the other day so I sent him a text to the  telephone number that I haven’t used in over 3 months. Not because I don’t communicate with him, I just don’t use the text feature very often since we skype every week. Anyway, the message I sent him said, “I was thinking of you today. I love you!”

Approximately three hours later I get a message that said, “Who is this?”

I quickly typed, “Your mama!” as this is what Malcolm fondly calls me. I thought that was strange since he knows my telephone number and who else would leave him a message like that? Hmm?!

The reply that was quickly returned stated, “You are NOT my mom!”

“This is becoming even stranger”, I thought to myself. I fired off a retort, ”Of course I am!”

“No, you aren’t.”

By this time an idea was forming in my head that maybe, just maybe, I had the wrong number.

“Is this Malcolm’s cell phone?” I asked rather hastily.

“No ma’am.” Were the words that blazed upon the screen in front of me.

Right then I realized that I was conversing with a stranger. My face flamed a brilliant shade of  red as I was thinking how embarrassing this was for not only me, but the other person on the other side of this conversation. I typed furiously, “I am so sorry! I thought you were my son! I bet this was really weird then!”

The reply I received stated, “Yes, it was a bit weird, no biggie.” And  the next thing the person typed made me laugh and not feel so bad was, “There for a minute I actually thought I had a secret admirer !” Bless that person and their sense of humor!

What does this have to do with home schooling? Very little other than to say “I love you!” to your children today at some point when you are having school. Be sure it is face-to-face or if you text them, make sure you have the right number. :)

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