The Things They Say: Jonah

Little Boy sinks deep in big bed.

Covers up to chin.

Cushioned snug by pillows.

Blue eyes twinkle, twinkle.

“Next night will  be perfect.”

Mom murmurs, ensconced deep in her own

cushioned warmth,

“O, why?”

“Ama and Grandad will be here.”

He grins wide.

“Next night will be perfect.”

The things they say.

The Two and The Five (part 2)

The Two and The Five part 2

For awhile, I have been really, really troubled about the interactions of our children
and the atmosphere of their relationships. Sin has been wreaking havoc in their hearts.
 One son- struggling hard spiritually. Another, angry and aggressive.
I recognize that some of the children are not seeing real faith lived out daily.
I realize that I witness in my own heart a lack of real faith lived out daily.
So- I declared the two overarching priorities of the Borger family day- superceding all other school.
If we are doing “these”- we are doing good. We are doing right.
The Scriptures truly are filled with everything we need for life and godliness.
Every wise direction toward right relating with one another.
The Two:
1.) We Love
2.) We live for God in our relationships

The First of the Two:
We Love:
This is our family atmosphere.
We love like God’s Word tells us to
and we love through His power and grace.
The next verse below is familiar. Its very familiarity
has sometimes numbed me to it.  Critics decrying the
commoness of the “love passage” influenced me
more than I realized.
But now it is alive with power.
when you seek to really live it.
Apply it.
Put it in action.
Suddenly, it is active and sharper than a two-edged
sword. It is present and full of power.
Love is patient, Love is kind, it does not
envy. It is not proud, it is not rude. It is not
self seeking., it does not boast.
it is not easily angered
it keeps no record of wrongs. Love
does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts, always hopes,
always perseveres. 1 Corinthians 13
More verses for love’s strong, sweet pondering:
Do everything in love. 1 Corinthians 16:14
Above all, love each other deeply because love covers a multitude of sins. 1 Peter 4:8
Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul
and with all your mind and with all your strength. Matthew 12:30
Love your neighbor as yourself. Matthew 12:31
Jesus loves. John 13:1
A new command I give you, Love one another. By this all will
know you are my disciples. John 13:34,35
Love one another so that your joy may be full. John 15: 11,12
Love must be sincere. Hate what is evil. Cling to what is good.
Be devoted to one another in brotherly love. Honor one another above yourselves. Romans 12: 9,10
Every heart needs love. Children especially. I seek their hearts. I seek His Grace.
Our path shall be of love. I have started more intentionally seeking to knit
their hearts together. I tell them of their friendships with each other. I speak
of their future together. I call them, out loud, best friends. I make the boys rub heads.
Seek forgiveness, give a blessing, walk in love. Serve each other.
I often, often say, “Love is not rude!”
Some people can’t stand a dirty house. While, I far prefer a clean one, I truly cannot
stand discord and strife, hurting hearts, and soul wounds within my family. Let what
we do- be done well. Whether clean homes or clean hearts (or hopefully both!)
to be continued

Sweet Sunday

Sweet Sunday
Long, laid back days.
Soaking in
all these daylight hours
all these days,
letting down that tax season mantle.
Letting it down
letting us
Leisurely meals and
Narnia (still)
walk on the Greenway-
and every child slightly
a little
maybe even unmatched
we are all thrown together
and I,
I for once-
don’t worry/cringe.
I joy in us
All relaxed and
even “thrown together”
play jeans knees open
long sleeve shirt paired with gymish shorts
Food stained baby-even a little on the face
I am that mom with mismatched kids
and smudged makeup
and clothes a-jumble-
but we are there
we are together.
And we are happy.
Little boys throw rocks and
they ripple
in the river.
Girl bikes joy.
Grin so hard her face is lost,
eyes shut tight
one minute from
“losing control”
but she doesn’t.
And she laughs.
And we home to stretch out in our
and “play”
one fights dragons
another talks
his heart out.
Little One is
“working here”
always “workin'” when
its time to head in
To late dinner-
like a holiday-
it feels
a holiday of us
daddy made
Puff clouds,
blue sky,
all’s green.
House topsy
we school
beat back
into some
kind of
Sweet Sunday.

Spring Day

That Spring beauty
-it can take your breath away.
Mountains rolling green.
Sunlight bright. Bright.
Puffy white clouds
gentle. Fluff-filled blue.
Dappled light
Anoints golden sunlight.
Beautiful day.
Mountains call.
Rolling splendor.
Come out. Come out with me.
And how-
how cannot
just soak,
in sweet,dripped light
rain-washed breeze.
These mountains-
This Spring day-
to me.

The Two and The Five (Part 1)

The Two and The Five
Our homeschool family motto is verse 1 Timothy 1:5
But the goal of our instruction is love from a pure heart and a good conscience and a sincere faith.
Recently, I began applying a direction to our homeschool days that has helped us, unknowingly, move
toward fulfilling this most important verse.
We have been walking, walking this path for a while now. We walk together. Sometimes, sometimes
we walk well. Other times… well- we need extra grace. We need much extra grace.
Recently we encountered just such a time. Issues that have been troubling me for awhile-
just suddenly became paramount. Interfamily relationships were filled with angst and strife.
Our homeschool path is a family journey. A journey of togetherness and knowledge, discipline,
and love. A journey of joy in learning and the fellowship of shared pains, too. A crucible for the
flesh and the battleground for forging character and values.
And so-
I was “given” the concept of “The Two and The Five.”
The Two being the two most important precepts for each of our days.
Two things- never-ending, always with us, our focus, and our theme.
These two concepts supercede all else. If we set aside something,
in order to flesh out these- we are doing right.
The Five being the five items to be completed each day.
Checked off the list. Finished and marked as such, each day.
Completing these five: We had a good day. We are a success.
Then- as we are able to dig down and solidify these
most important foundations, the rest of our schooling
springs up with liveliness and strength. Like well tilled soil,
roots dig down deep. Strong plant uprises.
Do you know this pressure?
The school list looms high and hard. The subjects gleam with importance.
Mom has her checklist out. The goal oriented juices are flowing. Marker
in hand, she prepares to move not one, not two, but all six children swiftly down
the list to completion. Suddenly, a spat breaks out. Nay- not just one spat-
like little wild fires- they spring up in pairs in all corners of the house.
Mom stops. She pauses, pen held high. Ahhh- the pressure. The checklist.
Ack- the strife, the sin, the disharmony permeating the home.
How to balance the need to work on hearts and work on minds?
Over the years, I have struggled, struggled- that gleaming list, those most important subjects
against the draining strife, the relentless need for training.
Not doing school and not following the routine proves even more exhausting.
Not focusing on the hearts leads to an inauthentic faith and even hypocrisy
as sins are overlooked, ignored, shoved aside, or even hollered at. (blushing)
For years and I really mean years I have struggled with homeschool pressure
“to get the list done” and yet the other side of discipline/nurture/admonition of children.
It always seemed like one canceled out the other
Grace awakens.
The Two and The Five become clear.
(to be continued)

The Things They Say: Little One (almost Two)

The Things They Say: Little One (almost Two)
Little One (almost Two) 
Little One- so big.
Full of words and full of thoughts.
He runs. He runs to something he shouldn’t.
He tries for something not his.
Told “No” and redirected.
Face falls. Cheeks plump out.
Little scowl washes over face.
He says, complete with emphatic inflection,
“Nothin’  ‘t’ do…
‘ere’s nothin’ ‘t’ do…” and
he stares unhappily out the glass door.
Little One (almost Two) going on twelve. 😉