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Getting back on Track

September was a bit of a blur- which you probably noticed since I really didn't post much of anything during the month.

Things and life had me distracted and I couldn't figure out which way was up.

My 90 Days Through the Bible is taking longer than I'd hoped- mainly because instead of doing my reading every night I've been doing other things (like creating a Lego scrapbook for the boys. Pointless? Of course! Will they love it and fight over the 1 copy that I ordered? You betcha!).

But doing things that I'm not supposed to be doing means that I have to say NO to things that I should be doing. Things that if they don't get done mean that days are really, really rough.

Like figuring out a schedule for our school days, or even what we're supposed to be doing for school each day!

Thankfully, after meeting with my home support teacher, I have a new plan for the work and I just need to figure out a schedule.

And very timely, this post here (Punching the Homeschool Clock) was a great 'kick in the pants' for me about my attitude towards our schooling.

Rom. 12:2 says that we are to be transformed by the renewing of our minds- and I've finally managed to get that this week.

Which has given me new hope.

Which means that I now feel like I can think, and get my brain wrapped around the things I need to do instead of letting them toss me around like a rubber ducky on a stormy ocean.

No more excuses- we're getting back on track and we're going to do this school/life thing, with a renewed mind/purpose.

Thank you Jesus!

Keeping it real, by the grace of God...
Tammy

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