I love roses, and I suppose that is a good thing as our garden is full of rose bushes of all sorts. When I was a child I lived in a house with fantastically ancient rose bushes. These old ladies produced the most immense and beautiful blooms. The kind you can sink your entire face into and breathe in the fragrance. On summer nights, my open bedroom windows let the evening fragrance of the roses in and the perfume gently coaxed me to sleep.
And so I have spent a lot of time looking at roses. When you look at a lot of them, you realize that the phrase “perfect as a rose” does not mean perfection at all. Each rose is slightly different. Some have a blemish on one side. Some are whorled in a double manner. Others have been eaten a bit by a bug.
Roses Are Like Homeschooling Moms
To me, roses are a metaphor for homeschooling moms. We are beautiful, each in our unique way. We strive each morning to reach for the sun once again. To non-homeschooling families, we sort of look the same. Many of us look tired, cling desperately to a cup of coffee or tea, and if we are blessed with naturally curly hair, we may try to get away without even brushing it in the morning. (OK, so the last one is probably just me)
The point is that like roses, homeschooling moms are all flawed just a bit. That is precisely the source of our greatness and our beauty. That is what makes our homeschool so perfect for our children.
We strive each day to serve Him by teaching our children and raising them up to be gentle and honest and good.
We are all “perfect as a rose”.
Here are some additional posts about celebrating our homeschooling efforts:
Heros – Who will be the one to stand up and do something when we need a hero? How do you teach your kids the value of self-confidence?
The Prodigal Child, Inner Strength, and Love – After a weekend away from my young son, I sit on my couch this morning and realize that today I more deeply understand The Parable of the Prodigal Son.
Learning Together, But Not At The Same Time – How can we educate our children to the depths that our love for them obligates? We want more for our children. That is the natural state of love. We want more opportunity, more safety, more love, more freedom, and more education. But how can we realize our aims for our children when we don’t have experience in a particular discipline (in my case literature and history)?
In Their Own Words – My children are opinionated as all get out. They have opinions about music, art, history, but they are both expertly opinionated about stories and history.
A big thank you to Kirsten West of DoodleMom’s Homeschooling Life for writing this guest post.