I am constantly amazed at my ability to teach my children things like math, languange arts, science, and geography. But, what amazes me even more is what God is teaching me.
You see, I am a big picture girl. I see the world through a very large lense, or some people would say "from 10,000 feet". And for many things that is wonderful. It has helped me so much in my walk with God. My faith has always come quite simply to me because I don't get bogged down in the tiny details. I don't spend an enormous amount of time worrying about how something is going to work out. For instance, when Michael lost his job a couple of years ago, it wasn't hard for me to "rest" in the idea that God would provide because I didn't spend a lot of time worrying about the "how"...the details. Don't get me wrong, it isn't like this for everything, but it is like this for most things.
I consider this a blessing, but it does have it's disadvantages too. Because I don't see the details in most things, I have a very hard time accomplishing things that require alot of attention to how to get it accomplished. I have told Michael many times that I hate that I have so many great ideas but don't possess the skills to turn those ideas into realities. There are many things that I will not do because the how requires too many steps to get to the end result and I get so frustrated with the the details that I quit. For example, sewing, scrapbooking, planting a graden, playing the piano...I could go on and on, but you get the picture.
So, imagine my surprise in the past few weeks when God began to show me that teaching my Kindergartener to read was going to require me to follow a step-by-step, detailed road. That I couldn't just show her words for her to memorize and expect her to be able to read. I just see the big picture...the ability to read; not the process that it is going to take to get her there. To be very honest, it has been a struggle for me. Not because I don't want to work hard to get the end result, but mostly because I have never been patient enough to allow myself time to get there.
So, what am I learning? To be patient in the process. To find the right people and programs who can teach me the right way to teach her. And then to be patient. To be patient with the process, to be patient with my daughter, to be patient with myself, and to be patient with God. Thank you, God, for being patient with me! Boy, I thought I was a patient person...apparently not.