But ye are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, an holy nation, a peculiar people; that ye should shew forth the praises of him who hath called you out of darkness into his marvellous light. – 1 Peter 2:9
Twelve years ago, the decision my husband and I made to home-school (or homeschool, whatever your preferred spelling) our kids was met with mixed reviews.
Although many people encouraged us, a few expressed concerns that our kids would end up being socially awkward.
You know – just plain weird.
But the doubters’ concerns did not change our minds.
And so, for years, my children have attended school just steps away from their bedrooms, in our designated school room. Today, my eldest two are juniors, and my youngest is a fifth grader.
And…the results are in!
My kids are indeed a bit weird.
Let me explain. They are not, as some speculated they would be, socially awkward. When opportunities arose for our kids to put themselves out in the real world, so to speak, my husband and I encouraged them to take advantage of those opportunities: their 4-H club, church ministries, music, dance, public speaking, computer science, guitar lessons, blogging, physical fitness, and more. These activities have allowed them to learn from and befriend wonderful people of all ages, in person and through cyberspace.
And, we have tried to teach them about the realities of running a home and holding down a job. All three are expected to maintain their grades and complete regular chores, and my older two are now driving and working as well.
Where I believe my kids deviate from the norm is in the strength of their spiritual lives.
Please understand, I’m not saying that all home-schooled kids are ultra-spiritual, or that kids who attend public school cannot have a strong relationship with the Lord.
I’m also not saying that my kids are perfect. Definitely not! They struggle with their flesh as any other Christian does.
But when I compare my spiritual strength during my teenage years to that of my kids’….well, there’s no comparison, really. My children have a strong desire to study the Bible, to know and love God, and to live their lives according to his will, whereas my teenage self was consumed with insecurity and the desire for a boyfriend. To me, God was merely incidental, despite my lifelong attendance at a Christian school.
Why? Are my kids stronger Christians than I was just because of home-schooling?
I doubt it. I believe that the power of prayer has impacted their lives more than anything else: the prayers of their grandparents and great-grandparents, the prayers of my husband and I, and their own prayers.
Before my kids were born, I began praying that God would help them love him and desire a relationship with him far more than I did, as a child.
And he has answered that prayer. In that sense, they have become weird – or as the Bible says, peculiar.
No matter all the reasons why my kids are the way they are, their peculiarity is one of the things for which I am most thankful to God.
What do you think about Biblical weirdness/peculiarity? How do you pray for the children in your life? I appreciate your comments as always.
Who gave himself for us, that he might redeem us from all iniquity, and purify unto himself a peculiar people, zealous of good works. – Titus 2:14