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Time for a new season

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To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven.
Ecclesiastes 3:1

At this time in my life I am changing seasons. This past Thursday was my last day of work in the preschool ministry at Stevens Street. It was an extremely difficult decision, or should I say, it was hard to obey. I loved my job! It was easy and enjoyable for me. My new season, however, will not be easy. I left my job to come back home and to homeschool my children.

When I gave my resignation I told them that it would be easy for me to stay, but going home I will depend solely on God. I have 4 children, the oldest being 6 and the youngest are 3. I love them dearly, but patience is not my strong point. I am praying that this time at home will bring me closer to God and that God will help me lead my children closer to Him. I am also praying that my coming home will bring me closer to my husband.

Up until a year ago, I was a stay-at-home mom. My husband lost his job and I went back to work. When I was home before, my husband and I did not have a good marriage. He did not support me being home, just thought it was a necessity because we couldn't afford daycare. This past year, God has changed my husband and He is working on our marriage. I am fearful of coming back home because I know how it was. I shouldn't be fearful, however, because my husband is far from the man he was. He encouraged me to come home and homeschool our children and I have his support 100% now. I need to get over my fear and put my faith in God in it's place.

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