What you see
I'm tired. I lack the desire to do what I need to do.My kids have had PB&J for lunch every day for a month. Except the times I bother to go out and get pizza. My Facebook status are mingled with cries of frustration. It is so clearly written on my face that words of encouragement come to me in emails, messages and phone calls. And their advice rings true, stay consistent, be strong, this will pass. Logically, I know that. But after weeks of not sleeping properly, my son's sudden strong will, my oldest daughters hormonal outbursts and just life in general, I struggle. I even might have threatened to send all the kids to public school at one point this past month.
What I really feel like at this moment
I don't write this for sympathy (though I certainly appreciate it!) but rather to remind my readers that this is real. We are a real family with real struggles. Homeschooling hasn't been a magical cure all. We are still living in the same world you are. This isn't always the way it is, but right now I truly can not see past the end of this "season".
So I sit here, praying and crying. Wondering when things will be back to normal. And then I rest and remember that peace will come in God's time.
2 Corinthians 12:9
And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.