Back in the early days of construction, I asked our then architect, now project manager, if he knew of anyone who homeschooled and he did. He gave me his friends’ names and an on-line relationship began between Tasha and I.
Any time I had a question, a worry, I could drop Tasha a line and she would answer and put a smile on my face. Over a week ago, I got an email from her and her friend saying they were gathering parents to pray for the beginning of the school year. I RSVP’d. Sunday came and I wasn’t sure if the kids could come so I left Rowan and Jory in the pool and a sleeping baby under Oma’s watchful eye.
I drove and drove and drove, who knew the 110 ended. I was a little nervous I had gone to far, but I kept driving and many miles later I arrived at my destination. I knocked on the front door once, then more forceful the second time and a woman opened the door with a baby in hand.
“Yash?” the woman asked.
“Yes, are you Tasha?” I asked.
She nodded and hugged me.
If I could have imagined a Tasha, I would imagine her. Beautiful with a smile and kind face.
She introduced me to other parents who were homeschooling, one family for the first time also. Not to toot my own horn, but I felt like I was little beyond the first time homeschoolers. I’ve had a year to let the idea that I was homeschooling gel and settle within me, but oh how when they talked I remembered feeling what they were feeling. Being in that position of this overwhelming world of homeschooling.
We all came together and shared how we got to this point in homeschooling, then we shared prayer request and then we prayed for each other. When it was my turn to pray, I started crying, which I rarely do. I was so overcome, to be in a group of people who were homeschooling, to be with other believers who heard the call to homeschool, I was just humbled and blown away once again by God’s greatestness and how He brings His people together in His perfect time. God is so good. And He’s always, always, always working. Oh how He loves us. And how He sends the right people in our lives at the right time. I’ve been very blessed to have Tasha in my life. And I was very blessed to be included in this prayer group.
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