I embarked on a one year homeschooling career. Here we are four years later. That first year, through tears I told my husband, “when it looks like I have figured this out and I am enjoying it, because I will figure this out….just know that I still won’t be enjoying it.” Not one of my prouder moments. I entered homeschooling kicking and screaming. I wanted a Christian education in a private school. The. End. God had made other arrangements. He knows best. I am know longer kicking, nor screaming, nor pretending, I enjoy it. I really enjoy it and so does my family.
Over the last three years we have come to find our groove, our philosophy, our swag, our way. That’s one of the beautiful opportunities that homeschooling provides. One thing that has become increasingly clear as my children are growing older is the importance of placing importance on their education- through their eyes. That first year when filling out the name of our school on our affidavit, I really had no idea. I jotted down Homeroom Christian School. It filled a blank on my form. It’s kind of lame and absent of any meaning.
A friend of mine mentioned to me recently that she had named her homeschool after her sweet father who had recently passed away. Immediately my husband’s grandfather came to mind. Oh, how we loved that man. With no living grandparents of my own, this man was such a special great grandpa to my children and to our family. He was an incredible man with an incredible legacy. He loved His Savior. He loved His family. He loved Eagles. He loved ice cream.
He told me once that He was proud of the education I was giving our children. He told me if he could afford it he would send everyone of his great grandchildren to school for a Christian education. The Lord has worked it out and my kids are receiving a Christian education. Not the one that I had planned. He had something better in mind for my family.
Our school will be called
Marvin Ward Christian Academy
We have a mascot…THE EAGLES.
We will eat ice cream, first thing, the first day of school, every year.
We will pray and remember great grandpa.
Life should hold great meaning.
In. every. little. de-tail.
It’s just grand to have this man be honored in our lives and our home this way. It makes my heart smile.
It makes school just that much better.
We love you grandpa.
This photo was taken in 2005 shortly before sweet great grandma went to be with Jesus.