Despite the wildlife that is our existence… my brother and I packed up our troop of eight kiddos plus Brice and ventured to the zoo. Unknown to me, it was homeschool day. I strolled up to the ticket counter and the young guy on the other side of the glass window asked me if I was there with the homeschool group. “No,” I replied, “but I homeschool, what group is here?” He proceeded to tell me that he didn’t know and charge me full price for each admission.
Our day was adventurous. Primates, insects, and the African Savannah. We saw “Blue” (the Macaw who starred in Rio), a ginormous Eagle from Alaska, and the kids discovered what it might be like in the midst of a tornado. We didn’t do any formal homeschooling yesterday and we may not have gotten in on the secret homeschool discount, but as we scurried along from one exhibit to the next I watched their eyes fill will wonder and delight as they discovered, experienced and studied.
There were a lot of moms at the zoo yesterday… kids of all sizes all over. One, two, three… phew! four is over there… Lot’s of head counts, but it wasn’t one of the littles that got lost…
While we clamored over the gigantic Alligator Snapping Turtle I started noticing the other moms and began to get lost down that ridiculous road of comparison… Oh my gosh, my daughter and THOSE shoes. Could we not have put on a clean shirt Nevan? Ugh, just the other day I was asked if I was pregnant (seriously). In the very moment that I felt a tinge of embarrassment over the pounds of extra I’ve got lingering around my waist and I stood up a litter taller so the other moms wouldn’t notice… one of them approached me… “I’m sorry to bother you, but I just wanted to tell you that you are really beautiful.”
Lord, thank you. Thank you that you are with me wherever I go.
We didn’t purchase any of the brightly colored thing-a-ma-gigs to commemorate our adventure, but we did spend some change and press a few penny’s that I’ll turn into necklaces. I just might wear one too, as a reminder that despite my wandering heart, the Lord is so faithful to redirect… to remind me who I am and where my identity lies…
It’s not in being recognized as a homeschooling mom, and it’s not in the fluctuating numbers on the scale… it’s in Christ… In God who created me good. I am his daughter and he is my king and his name is great and mighty to save. My confidence is from HIS approval… anything else is lesser and robs me of assurance.