Happy Labor Day to everyone! I hope the rain hasn't dampened your activities planned.
Now that I've entered the world of Blogging, I can't help but to be thinking of what my next blog might be about. I have graduated from searching for just the right status to the more illustrious idea of what will my next Blog be. Ha!
The other day I was cleaning. When I clean there are two things I love - 1. To have an empty house as in no other human forms in sight. 2. To have my music on. . . loudly. My kids KNOW when Mom is in the cleaning mode of mind. All they have to do is listen when approaching the house and if there are certain vibrations escaping the house walls then they are most sure that Yup, Mom is cleaning once again. :)
Now my music consist of whatever mood I may be in for that day. Sometimes it's old stuff, sometimes its new stuff.....and sometimes its just all in between stuff. I still say the best cleaning music is the Mary Poppins soundtrack! :)
I really do have a point to all of this....stay with me.
On this particular day I was cleaning to the sounds of Disco no doubt. Very energetic and inspiring music indeed. ;) It came to the song "Do the Hustle" and as always that song itself holds some memories. I have to smile and tell you this is one of my favorite songs. You see this became THE song that would always be remembered as the song that took me out of the world of public school and placed me in the "more serene" place of private school. I guess I owe this song a lot of value and respect in most cases, if truth be told, for without it I may have never had the wonderful opportunity to meet and be friends with a large portion of those of you here on my FB. :) And let me say, I'm so thankful for each and everyone of you!
Now, if you are sitting there reading this and wondering "What in the heck is this girl talking about??" I will try to clarify and not draw it out ever so long. I was attending public school grades 1-6th. In the 6th, my Mom began to question what she was seeing in the schools. Among some things, she saw disrespect of what was being taught at home verses what was being at school as right and acceptable. In so many words, she saw her daughter being punished for living what was right and valuable in their eyes and in God's. She couldn't accept that. And the straw that broke the camel's back, as they say, was where this very song stepped in. I've never been quite sure of just how my Mom came to find out, but she did, not that I was ever hiding it from her....no....she just found out. Too many years ago to remember. She had found out that the school was teaching her daughter to dance to songs for P.E! Ok, you can laugh here....I really don't mind...because I myself, her herself, in fact my entire family has laughed through the years over these circumstances. But way back then...it was serious. It was a matter of what was right vs what is wrong. She marched herself up there and very rightly told them that her daughter would by NO means be learning to dance as a form of Physical Education. Well, with that being said, they punished me instead. I was told each PE class to go to the library and write a 1,000 word (seriously i dont remember how many) essay on some random person or idea. I probably informed dear Mother at this time of what was going on. She would have none of it and that is when her and my Dad, along with much prayer I'm sure, decided to take me out of public and into private. As I said at the beginning, there was other things that were happening to make her come to this decision, but it will always and forever be known as ...... My Mom took me out of public and put be in private because I was dancing to the song of "Do the Hustle". {You can laugh again.}
I share all of that with you to make an even greater point. My Mom and my Dad did what they felt was right for me in my life. I can either choose to accept their love, protection, and values OR I can choose to think they really messed up, denied me of having a "life", kept me from living out in the real world. Today, I know I can say with all honesty....I believe they did exactly what was right and just for me....and I thank them. In saying that, I will also tell you through growing up I had my doubts about it. I couldn't help but think thoughts such as IF I had been allowed to stay in public maybe this or maybe that would be so different for me. But, in that thinking I realized this: God has/had a plan for me. God directs my footsteps. God chooses my path. And in knowing those things I can say "Thank ya Jesus!!"
In knowing all of that, I also know that we today as parents have many many decisions to make regarding our own children. We often wonder and fret about having made the right choice the right decision for them. We pray and ask God to guide us. Sometimes it can very well seem like we are blindly going forth and just trusting that God will make it all work out for His glory and our good. And as they grow up they make their own decisions for themselves and sometimes.....those decisions do NOT reflect what we would've chosen for them. We wonder where did we go wrong? But....we haven't gone anywhere wrong. They are God's children, if they have a relationship with HIm, They belong to Him and He alone loves them moreso than we could EVER think about loving them. He has a plan for them.....just as He had a plan for me many years ago. We trust God to take them down their own paths - EVEN when they are paths that seem wrong. No matter what, His plan stands and His path is perfect.
I know this is long, as I have said, I'm a writer and express much of me through it. I want to sincerely thank you for taking the time to read it. My husband and kids just roll their eyes when they see how much I write. Ha! :)
O did I tell ya....my parents are "dancers" themselves now....GO FIGURE! Yes, they love and enjoy the world of square dancing. Haha! I think that still fits in the description of the Baptist guidelines. {wink}
Thanks again and have a wonderful day of knowing.....God is in control and is leading you in your decisions. :)
PS: I made some wonderful friends back in the public school days that are here as my FB friends. I am deeply grateful for you all as well.
love it! you are inspiring me to blog to "think" about blogging. you are right though, as parents, we often have to make decisions that make our children not like us very much. however, as time continues on, they come to realize that it is because we love them.
ReplyDeletekeep writing. you're awesome.
Sandra
Aww...thank you Partner In Crime Buddy! You just made my night! :) So quit "thinking" and get to doing that blog, girl!
ReplyDeleteThanks for the encouragement!