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I wanted to share an appendix from one of my favorite homeschool books, For the Children’s Sake by Susan Schaeffer-Macaulay.

Parental Liberty in Education by John W. Whitehead 

In 1925 the United States Supreme Court in the case of Pierce v. Society of Sisters overturned a direct state attack on private education in the form of a state law requiring public school education.  The Supreme Court overturned the law on the basis of the parental liberty over education.  The Supreme Court said:

The act of 1922 unreasonably interferes with the liberty of parents and guardians to direct the upbringing and education of children under their control . . .  The fundamental theory of liberty upon which all governments in this Union repose excludes any general power of the State to standardize its children by forcing them to accept instruction from public school teachers only.  The child is not the mere creature of the State;  those who nurture him and direct his destiny have the right, coupled with the high duty, to recognize and prepare him for additional obligations.

At least three basic premises are stated here.                                 

First, the child is not the creature of the state.  By implication, this means that children have an extra-statist existence.  Presumably, in terms of Christian belief, the child is the creature of God.

Second, parents, acting under the authority of God as His stewards, have both liberty and a “high duty” or responsibility to educate their children properly.

Third, the state, whose power is derived from the Creator, has no authority to interfere in the parents’ liberty and responsibility to educate their children.  Instead, the state must allow parents to seek out alternative forms of education to include, but not limited to, private schools and home schools.

This means that the primary institution in terms of educating children is the family unit. Of course, the prime beneficiaries of educational functions of the family are children.  As a consequence, parents are given the responsibility by the Creator of carefully instructing their children in the principles and doctrines of the Bible (Deuteronomy 6:6, 7).  The promise is: “Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it” (Proverbs 22:6).  This principle is further confirmed in the New Testament (2 Timothy 3:15)

The first actual mention of teaching in the Bible in any form is found in Genesis 18:19 where, speaking of Abraham, God said: “For I know him, that he will command his children and his household after him, and they will keep the way of the Lord to do justice and judgment.”

It is significant that this first mention of teaching in the Bible not only speaks of the father teaching, but also strongly implies that the primary content of that teaching was moral and spiritual, rather than vocational or cultural.

The family, then, is man’s first and basic school.  It is where the child first learns religion, government (hopefully, self-government), and a wide range of subjects currently thought to be the sole province of state schools.  The family, then is the primary health, education, and welfare institution of society.

The right to parental or family liberty over education is a fundamental right that, because of the pervasiveness of modern government, is being threatened.  This threat runs contrary to the basic history of world societies and legal precedent such as Pierce v. Society of Sisters.

This philosophy is reflected in the United States Supreme Court’s decision in Roe v. Wade.  That case, which legalized abortion, has grave implications for the family and for children.  Later cases decided by the Supreme Court on abortion have held that husband’s have no right to consent to a wife’s abortion and that parents, in reality, have no authority to block abortions sought by their children.

The concern with these decisions lies in what they are saying about family and parental rights as a whole.  First, the rights of parents are subordinate to the rights of privacy of their children to have abortions and sexual relations.  Abortion introduces murder into the life of the family.  The Supreme Court, however, has ruled that parents cannot stop the murder of their grandchildren.  What decision could be more important?  Yet it is illegal.  Second, the family is no longer the basic institution for determining education or values for children; instead, this is the state’s province in and through its various agencies.

Therefore, the present times should behoove us to take all the necessary steps to protect the traditional family and its educative function and to protect the lives of our children.  This means that in appealing to state legislatures for protection of home education and through the courts we should seek to guarantee the right for parents to educate their children free from state interference.” 

 

 Oh yeah, baby!!!  I’m voting for Ron Paul!     

From one of my two favorite books on parenting . . .

Everyday Blessings; The Inner Work of Mindful Parenting by Myla and Jon Kabat-Zinn ”But to be selfless is not necessarily a huge sacrifice, for the irony is that we may come to experience completion, wholeness, and a healing of our own emotional wounds precisely by tending to the needs of our children in appropriate ways.”Of course, the context of this quote adds invaluable clarity and applicability, but I don’t want to keep typing, I want to get back to Jonny and Aveline (June’s asleep, these are scarce moments).  So . . . go buy the book! I promise you’ll be sooo blessed.

Isaiah 40:11

“Like a shepherd He will tend His flock, in His arm He will gather the lambs and carry {them} in His bosom; He will gently lead the nursing {ewes}.”He will gently lead the nursing ewes. I am so blessed by that. Take a minute to breathe and let that blessing fall upon you.

I wish I knew who wrote this . . .

> >’I'm invisible.’> >> >It all began to make sense, the blank stares, the lack of response,> >the way one of the kids will walk into the room while I’m on the phone> >and ask to be taken to the store. Inside I’m thinking, ‘Can’t you see> >I’m on the phone?’ Obviously not. No one can see if I’m on the phone,> >or cooking, or sweeping the floor, or even standing on my head in the> >corner,because no one can see me at all.> >> >I’m invisible.> >Some days I am only a pair of hands, nothing more: Can you fix this?> >Can you tie this? Can you open this?> >Some days I’m not a pair of hands; I’m not even a human being. I’m a> >Clock to ask, ‘What time is it?’ I’m a satellite guide to answer,> >’What number is the Disney Channel?’> >> >I was certain that these were the hands that once held books and the> >eyes that studied history and the mind that graduated summa cum laude -> >but now they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be seen> >again.> >She’s going . she’s going . she’s gone!> >> >One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return> >of a friend from England. Janice had just gotten back from a fabulous trip,> >and she was going on and on about the hotel she stayed in. I was> >sitting there, looking around at the others all put together so> >well. It was hard not to compare and feel sorry for myself as I looked down> >at my> >out-of-style dress; it was the only thing I could find that was clean.> >My unwashed hair was pulled up in a banana clip and I was afraid I> >Could actually smell peanut butter in it. I was feeling pretty pathetic,> >When Janice turned to me with a beautifully wrapped package, and said,> >’I brought you this.’> >> >It was a book on the great cathedrals of Europe. I wasn’t exactly> >sure why she’d given it to me until I read her inscription:> >> >’To Charlotte, with admiration for the greatness of what you are> >building when no one sees.’> >> >In the days ahead I would read – no, devour – the book. And I would> >Discover what would become for me, four life-changing truths, after> >which I could pattern my work: No one can say who built the great> >cathedrals – we have no record of their names. These builders gave> >their whole lives for a work they would never see finished. They> >made great sacrifices and expected no credit.> >> >A legendary story in the book told of a rich man who came to visit> >The cathedral while it was being built, and he saw a workman carving a> >tiny bird on the inside of a beam. He was puzzled and asked the man,> >’Why are you spending so much time carving that bird into a beam> >That will be covered by the roof? No one will ever see it.’> >And the workman replied, ‘Because God sees.’> >> >I closed the book, feeling the missing piece fall into place. It was> >almost as if I heard God whispering to me, ‘I see you, Charlotte. I> >see the sacrifices you make every day, even when no one around you does.> >No act of kindness you’ve done, no sequin you’ve sewn on, no cupcake> >you’ve baked, is too small for me to notice and smile over. You are> >building a great cathedral, but you can’t see right now what it will> >become.’> >> >At times, my invisibility feels like an affliction. But it is not a> >Disease that is erasing my life. It is the cure for the disease of my own> >self-centeredness. It is the antidote to my strong, stubborn pride.> >I keep the right perspective when I see myself as a great builder.> >As one of the people who show up at a job that they will never see> >finished, to work on something that their name will never be on. The> >writer of the book went so far as to say that no cathedrals could> >ever be built in our lifetime because there are so few people willing to> >sacrifice to that degree.> >> >When I really think about it, I don’t want my son to tell the friend> >he’s bringing home from college for Thanksgiving, ‘My mom gets up at 4 in> >the morning and bakes homemade pies, and then she hand bastes a> >turkey for three hours and presses all the linens for the table.’> >That would mean I’d built a shrine or a monument to myself. I just> >Want him to want to come home. And then, if there is anything more to say> >to his friend, to add, ‘You’re gonna love it there.’> >> >As mothers, we are building great cathedrals. We cannot be seen if> >we’re doing it right. And one day, it is very possible that the world> >will marvel, not only at what we have built, but at the beauty that has> >been added to the world by the sacrifices of invisible women.Thanks to my encouraging friend, Christina for forwarding this to me today.

a couple of poems (if I can call mine a poem)

I was reading through Ruth Bell Graham’s (wife of Billy Graham) book of poetry today and I came across a poem of hers that reminded me of a part of one of my recent attempts.”Oh, time! Be slow!it was dawn agoI was a childdreaming of being grown;a noon agoI waswith children of my own;and nowit’s afternoon-and late-and they are grownand gone.Time, wait!–Ruth Bell GrahamWe’ve nothing to do, we’ve nowhere to go,we’ll just stroll, so we strollYour heart’s beating right next to mine,used to be even closerFrom the day you were born you’ve been receding from meI can’t stop the world from turning, can’t even slow it downI have to learn to let you go, even have to teach you to be okay without meBut not today, not right nowThank God for today! Thank God for right now!Right now you and I will just strollI’ll keep holding you close, our hearts beating next to one anotherFor as long as I can, until it’s not good for you anymore–Me