Sunday, September 19, 2010

Reflection: Ethiopia

On route to Rhode Island I called Lynn.

"You have to send me Ethiopia coffee, ground, for the ride back!"

This coffee is better than any power drink, better than an IV caffeine hookup, better than, than, it is just the best. My golly, I get to Rhode Island, why stop there, I am ready to go all the way to the border of Canada.

When Lynn is the driver I hop in the car and immediately go to sleep. It is a bit disconcerting when I know that I am the sole driver. Ethiopia coffee, no worries for me, I am safe and awake.

Saturday, September 18, 2010

The Flexibility


This morning, as soon as I can, I and the three younger children will be off to Rhode Island. My mother is having surgery, hernia repair. We will be there to help her.....!!!????

We will have fun, yet, it is sad. We like it when we are all together, and we leave four people behind. There is enough bickering in the car when we are all together that would make you think otherwise but it is all a part of being with a family. If there was no bickering there would be no familiarity, can not have one without the other.

If a car is available, the flexibility that home school offers is vundaba. To just go sit at the Atlantic Coast is an awesome thing..........hope to do that. To maybe take in some free historic offerings....want to do that too! To listen to tunes with the children, windows down, chatting about frivolous stuff or discussing issues is a treat I enjoy while driving.

I do not take a working vehicle for granted. I do not take the availability of gas for granted. I do not take "only a hernia repair" operation for granted. I do not take these three engaging children for granted. I will miss the rest of the Burkholder Clan! We are off.

Thursday, September 16, 2010

Coffee, I Would Have Never Guessed.


On Wednesdays I am selling coffee by the cup, Twin Valley Coffee mugs, coffee beans by the bag, coffee hand bags, and giving out coffee samples. I am alone at my coffee stand, I am outside in the fresh air, I am yacking with people of all kinds as well as the regulars who grace the place and all is well with the world. I am a vendor at the Reading Hospital Farmer's Market.

Never would I have guessed this for me. I had always been a social coffee drinker and a minimal one at that, until, he ruined me. Every morning smelling freshly brewed coffee wafting through the hallways from the kitchen lured me into the habit. Not only was his coffee freshly brewed but it was freshly roasted. Therein lies the difference between the coffee you are buying at Dunkin Donuts and Twin Valley Coffee. The coffee from Dunkin Donuts is probably not fresh, the beans most likely were ground days ago and it was probably not roasted yesterday. Do not quote me on this, I could be wrong, but I think I am right .

To freshly roasted, freshly brewed coffee, I am now addicted. And I am also a dealer luring others into an addiction. In November I will be sharing how we started our coffee company with a group of women. In January I will be again sharing with another group. The funny thing about that, for so long this coffee stuff just irritated me! It was a rabbit trail. Look who is hopping now.

Word to the wise, let your husband dream and follow him.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Horse Out of the Gate? It Should Be That Way But....


Every morning I wake up with a fresh determination to get right at it and read my bible so I can educate these birds, of course after I walk. I walk at 6:00 a.m. and though I start out looking like a drunken sailor I come home invigorated. I always intend to crack open the Bible. But.......as soon as I walk into the kitchen there it is, the COMPUTER, the window to the world, the connection to everyone.

I slip into the chair and I check my email, I go to Drudge Report and catch up on the latest bad news, I start working on this blog, I recheck my email...
I am so easily distracted. I am writing this at 5:57 a.m., how much do you want to bet that today will be different? Different because now I will feel really guilty.

What amazes me is how easy it is for me to forget what I have learned in the past! The days when I start out, after my walk, meditating on the Bible and talking with the God of the universe are days with a sense of continuity, consistency, and order. These days help me to "get right to it." They are also days where I experience Joy.

What is my problem?

It is now 7:55 a.m. Guess what I did not do? I am going right now......really, I am.
Tommorrow will be different.

Monday, September 13, 2010

Monday Morning


Monday is here. This is the day that breaks or makes me. This is the day that sets my feet in the right direction. Monday morning is significant to all the other days. At least that is always the way I have viewed a Monday morning. However, in light of my faith, should it not be Sunday that determines my week? Have I misplaced the priority?

I have heard it said that Sunday should not be a day that prepares us for the others. But rather we should prepare ourselves for Sunday, the day of rest. Or whatever day you choose as the day of rest. If Sunday would be that kind of day do you think Monday would be different?

Maybe I should look to Sunday as a day to work towards, a day to rest, to settle my soul. A day to look to the Source, ground my spirit in the Book. If I treated Sunday as the hollowed day that it is would I come dragging to Monday with a meandering, not ready to face the work, spirit?

Who knows?

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Reflection: Just Keep Talking

My husband and I over the years have learned an important lesson.
When it seems your child is uninterested,
keep talking.
When they look at you as if you really do have five heads,
keep talking.
When their body language loudly asks you to shut up,
keep talking.

Three of our children are now past high school. They will confirm this. They will tell you that though many times they were looking for us to stop talking,
they were glad we kept talking.
We have three younger ones and
we know we can not stop talking.

Our children's attitudes have never been our gauge to determine whether we should talk or not.
The gauge we use is their need.
This is a no brainer, this is why we
keep talking.
Children are so needy.

Dori in "Nemo," says it best. Just keep swimming. Just switch out talking for swimming.

Friday, September 10, 2010

The Limiting Factor


The problem with home schooling is me. I am the limiting factor. I assign work but sometimes fail to check on the assigned work. I make unrealistic requests or set unrealistic goals. I fall asleep reading to them only to find when I wake up they are not waiting for me to finish the sentence. I am distracted, easily persuaded to watch something like Steve Jobs talk about the latest......... Sometimes I do not feel like finishing what we started or I actually forget what I started.

The problem with home schooling is me. I firmly tell an offender to go to their room and only when they call out forty-five minutes later do I remember that I sent them to their room. I do not finish a curriculum that is working because I do not use it for a week and do not know where I last put it. Home schooling requires me to be "on my game." Frankly, I do not enjoy being "with it" twelve hours of the day.

My goal in life is to sit. I am not a dooer. I try to accomplish things and what gets in the way is my insatiable need to sit and read, contemplate or stare. I really like to do that. Home schooling requires a bit more from me than sitting. The sky is the limit with home schooling it really is. Unfortunately my energy level is the limiting factor as well.

Thursday, September 09, 2010

Three in the Morning Too Early!


Why did I wake up at three o'clock in the morning when I really need my sleep to accomplish all that lies before me? Who knows. I just know to get up and not turn over! I stumble downstairs and find my bible and stare. My mind is cluttered with condemnation. "You should do this, you should do that, why aren't you doing this, what provoked you to do that, when do you think you will finish this, how are you going to pay for that, when will you write all the thank you notes, what are you going to do about that?"

Hounded!I ain't nothing but a hounded dog. I was talking with a dear woman yesterday about schooling choices. She has decided to send her three school age children to school. The first morning was not so good. When you have prayerfully considered what you are to do and you believe you are walking in obedience, it just stinks when it turns out that way. Standing firm in what we are doing seems to be harder than standing on a boulder near the Maine shore with twenty feet waves crashing onto it grabbing at anything to bring back to the ocean! Honestly!

It hit me while talking to her. Those of us who have home school hearts will always be plagued with intense insecurity and doubts, this is just what I/we have to accept. I remember being a Resident Assistant in college and struggling with the same doubts; am I doing enough for my hall, should I be doing more. My boss encouraged me that this was a sign of my dedication, my caring about the job.

Everyone of us who have children in school or educating them at home should have a "home school heart" which I believe simply put is; caring that their children are receiving what they need by way of knowledge and character development(and certainly not in that order).I will never believe that the choice of our option to educate determines our heart. Parents with children in public or private can have a home school heart like the home schooler. Public, private, or home school are all great choices. What is not so great is when we as parents do not cultivate a home school heart. My friend is hounded and her children are in school, I am hounded and my children are home. We agreed we are forced to prayer! Not a bad thing.

To further this point, the educational option we choose does not determine our heart. There are thousands of parents with a home school heart who send their children to school. Likewise there are many home school parents without a home school heart who should probably be educating their children with a different mode. We can not see the heart! We need to remember this.


So I concluded yesterday, that it is alright if I wake up many mornings at three o'clock filled with a myriad of complicated, insecure thoughts. It just shows that I care and need desperately to bring it all to Jesus! If this is what Jesus has to do to get me to talk to him, it's all good! It's all good! I ain't nothing but a hounded dog!

Wednesday, September 08, 2010

A Long Time


When Robyn was three months old we attended our first home school conference at Elizabethtown. Many of the speakers have probably put their teaching tools to rest and have moved on into their different phases of life. Our three oldest are done, this year would have been the year for us. But instead as God saw fit we have three more, one still needing to learn to read.

My tools are still in use. Today will be another new year for a group that was started when Robyn was in kindergarten. Helen Hertzler had at least seven students that she met with once a week and while reading the "Trumpet of the Swan" she led them in the most creative unit studies. To be an educator such as Helen would be an honor.

This group has grown into over fifty families that meets for twenty weeks out of the year. Not only do we have an elementary program but we offer high school classes as well. Ten years ago we started a drama program that is still in existence with some changes. The Learning Group, Community Home School Learning Group (for lack of a better title, we lack in creativity!), has provided activities that would be available if one were in school.

Community Home Schoolers has experienced years of God's grace and mercy! Our three youngest are excited for today, the start of another year at the learning group. Their bags are packed, snacks ready to go. A group like this offers a one day shot for homeschoolers to enjoy group learning. There are many things that a child can not experience minus the context of a group.

The discipline problems are solved with family members involved and apologies offered. For the years we have rolled it is amazing the lack of drama. This group is laid back. I am thankful for that.

However, these last couple of weeks have been spent conferring and organizing the details it takes for a group to run. We lost our favored Phys Ed teacher and had to go looking for a replacement. God was good to us again by providing us with another college qualified PE teacher. This new woman has been teaching up at the high school and has implemented programs there that are still in existence, now we are privileged to have her.

So begins another year. Geoffrey in the eighth, Nicole in the fourth, and Jesse in the first! this is amazing.

Tuesday, September 07, 2010

Relax?! Sure.........


The day is not over.
There's more to be done.
What's left is not minimal.
It seems like a ton.

To bed I can shoo them.
To bed they must go.
I can send them in a hurry,
Or change pace and go slow.

Tomorrow is coming.
Tomorrow waits not.
Adulthood follows quickly
then a big empty slot.

They love me to read.
To snuggle's a must.
The ton will wait patiently.
and now I must trust.

God's timing is infinite.
My timing is not.
He says "Just relax.
You are in the right spot."

By Lynne T. Burkholder
Today,out of control. Whose control? Mine.

Monday, September 06, 2010

Movie Scene: Wholesome Flicks!


Picture credit: An arranged marriage, NOT. This marriage will not be a statistic,it will last! Cyndi and Geoff Treichler married at BOMA, Columbus Ohio on August 27, 2010.

Last night we watched two films. "A Man Called Peter" which was excellent and "Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi" a foreign film. We did not know that this was a foreign film initially, Geoffrey was not happy but it did not take long for this movie to reel us in, man, what fun! I recommend both films. You leave them with a sense of wholeness and actually being challenged by the themes presented.

"Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi" is a film of an arranged marriage and the challenges an arrangement provides along with the beauty as well. It is an Indian musical. I am often bored by musicals but these interludes of music and dancing are just plain fun and goofy. A movie that makes me laugh out loud is rare, this one did.

Judy (Wetmore) Logan has probably seen this movie, but if she has not, I know she will love it. Judy is a friend from college and if you are looking for an engaging book or a great movie this is the woman who has the lists. If Judy likes it, it is good. Funny thing about Judy, I never see her, I have no idea what her latest movies or books are that she would suggest. After all these years she still remains my standard. It has always been a pity that I like Judy more than she likes me.

"Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi" comes close to the solid truth yet diverges on the subject of Hinduism. The references to God are prolific but with a small "g" in all the subtitles. The wisdom from this flick is age old and much to glean from but the "god in you" theme is prevalent throughout the film. This is the biggest drawback. At age fortyish close to fiftyish I can overlook it while reaping the good.

To choose to fall in love, we do not see that kind of courage in our society. We have to feeeeeeeel first, then we choose. The Indian culture still continues in arranged marriages. Interestingly enough the divorce rate pales compared to our "fall in love" society. This movie will give you something to think about and will challenge your paradigms.

"A man Called Peter" diverges not from a Judeo-Christian theme. Peter Marshall was a minister back in the mid fifties that understood the need to be relevant without watering down the gospel. The movie contained long segments of Peter giving sermons. Surprisingly enough they held all of our attention. This is a must see as well.

Sunday, September 05, 2010

Reflection: One Never Knows


Picture Credit: Robyn and RJ Saunders married August 15, 2009.

Robyn our oldest and now married to her man, when in high school, attended a journalism camp at Penn State's main campus. Journalism/photography was something she thought she might enjoy. When we picked her up at the end of the time her response was typical Robyn, "It was o.k..." You are waiting for more, driven to madness waiting for more, and that is probably all you are going to get, get over it.

She has never been our drama queen. She is the straight shooter and whether you want the truth or not, you are going to get the truth. If she is unhappy about something there is nothing in her that has a need to sugar coat it, or hide it. You never have to guess. I have appreciated this aspect of her over the years and have equally been challenged by it as well.

She did learn at the camp, that was "ok" four hundred dollars later "ok", that if she was to pursue photography it would be separate from journalism. She felt the photography you learn to support the journalism endeavor would be just that, supportive photography lessons. She wanted more. I thought this was insightful.

This spring she graduated from West Chester with a High School English teaching certificate. She actually completed everything in August but they let her walk in May. The job market is abysmal. This is unfortunate for some students out there because they might never have Robyn as their teacher.

Robyn's student teaching experience was great. She taught at Darby Middle School, bad section, and was able to maintain good classroom control. You always want to do what Robyn says, she just has an authority about her. I noted this at an early age...
However, with twelve resumes swirling around and no one biting she has realized it is just not meant to be, at least for this year.

This past week Robyn was hired by a newspaper to sell advertising. She might possibly be writing for the food section as well. The four hundred dollar investment for the journalism at Penn State..........you never know!

Friday, September 03, 2010

Phone Calls; Answer or Not?














Picture Credit: Vera Martin's bouquets on reception tables at Robyn and RJ's outdoor wedding reception in our backyard.

We no longer have an answering machine, I hate them, so when the phone rings it is a one shot deal. I really do feel bad if I do not answer. However, when I am in the middle of prime teaching I often just let it ring. My children do not. Today I was blessed they answered.

On the other line was a woman, earlier in the summer, I had been encouraged to call to offer encouragement. Her son, when tested, did not meet the standards that a first grader is expected to meet. He had been at our home school learning group last year and she was putting him in school this year. The woman in charge of the elementary section of our group thought I should give her a ring. "No, I do not do that, she is free to do what she wants." Period.

One morning it was as if I HAD to call her and reassure her that her son was on track for "his" track. We had a great talk. Regardless of their schooling choice I just wanted her to know that she need not worry about test scores! Period. She knows her child better than anyone, even the teacher. Mother's intuition is to be trusted, just relax I told her.

She called this morning. She said she knew I would "get it." Her father died un-expectantly of a heart attack in July, shortly after her and I had talked. After his death there were many things that became apparent. One of them was an understanding of why she home schooled her son last year. Had she not he would not have had the opportunity to spend time with his granddad. She had been so sick and regretted the time wasted on her son's education but now in retrospect saw the beauty of her son's time with his grandparents because of her sickness. It was all making sense even though the loss is profound. She wanted me to know this.

Her son has transitioned well into brick and mortar school. His teacher is a christian who is watching that his little broken heart is cared for. What a relief to his mom. God is good.

We talked of the plans that we have and she said, "But God trumps them all!" Why are we home schooling? We might discover it has nothing to do with what we thought. It just might be for a little boy to spend more time with his grandfather. Will that be revealed on test scores? Not on certain test scores, but the test that matters, you bet ya.

I need to make sure I do not implement hard and fast rules such as not answering the phone during teaching times. I need to be led. Talking with this woman felt as if I had called 1-800-testimony!

The More They Have The More They Want...



Picture Credit: A Highlight for a number of families who have made this a yearly tradition is camping at Poe Paddy. Tubing down the river regardless of the water level is a must. The vacation that we as families spend at Poe Paddy proves less is more and more is less. There are little to no conveniences at Poe Paddy but much more of everything else!


My children will wake up this morning and there will be me to look forward to, seems a bit boring. We will manage to eat breakfast and not necessarily all together. We will then proceed to do our work and that too might look unorganized, but we will do it.
Lunch will quickly approach, sooner in their thoughts than in mine, and we will figure something out to eat. Then we will wind down and the afternoon will be here. What amazes me is that many times they are not bolting at that point. They are content to be with me still.

Over the years I have discovered this piece of information that is only discovered when it happens; the more my children have of me or my husband the more they want of me or my husband. Last year when I clicked off to work at eleven fifteen in the morning they likewise clicked me out of their picture. After working for a couple of months my return home was insignificant, they would not meet me at the door I would have to find them. Of course they would hug or kiss me then but they were following suit.

When I discontinued work they likewise discontinued their nonchalance attitude of my presence, they again wanted to be with me more. This insight into their behavior is so fascinating to me. Yesterday I thought about it again as all three of us were off to purchase cake decorating supplies (minimal decorating supplies, not the real stuff). They are watching "Cake Boss" and convinced this is their destiny. Today we are making fondant. I am sure I have the spelling wrong and my pronunciation of it is continually being corrected. As we are in the store at five o'clock this is what I am thinking, "Why are they so excited about this? Why are they so happy to still be with me?"

Children do not bore of their parents, though society would have you think that. Children love to be with us. The more they have of us the more they want and their ability to adjust to our presence or desire our presence is telling.

Thursday, September 02, 2010

Behind the Power Curve

It is nine o'clock on my computer and they are still sleeping. They persuaded me to watch a documentary last night. I chose it. It was on Egyptians'sailing ability rarely highlighted in history books. As I do with most movies/documentaries I slept. When I woke up I suggested we finish it in the morning. They informed me it had just finished. Alright then, how was it? They loved it.

So today they are still sleeping and I just pray no one comes to the door. At least the unfriendly homeschooling sorts. Yesterday I was selling coffee at a local Farmer's Market and Nicole came with me. She told me this was in place of her school. She wondered why I had brought work for her? It just looks good.

Geoffrey stayed home with Jesse and a list of assignments. When I looked over his assignments, uncompleted, he began his reasoning. Yadayadayada! But mom I thought you told me to just read. No Geoff I told you to complete the questions going back into the text for the answer. This is the angst, and if this is the angst, I think I can live with it. I love being with Geoffrey, he is one pleasure, his smile!

So, I have to wake them up and then decide what to do next. Should have thought of that last night, but I was freezing corn. Really wish I could feed them breakfast pills so we could move on with the day. I need good breakfast suggestions!

Wednesday, September 01, 2010

Constant Activitiy



Picture Credit: Robyn (Burkholder) Saunders posing for her sister Kathryn at Geoff and Cyndi Treichler's wedding in Columbus, Ohio. Robyn is excellent at posing in an interpretive sort of way....

Do my children have too much down time? I am living on a busy street with cars zooming past my kitchen window. The school buses go by every morning and every afternoon. Am I aiding or detracting from my children's childhood by keeping them home? Some would answer it one way and others another.

The culture I am surrounded by is one in which everyone is busy. We are not.
The uneasiness of not being busy enough, of possibly missing something crucial, would it be calmed by jumping into the rushing current the culture is flowing in? Do I need to get my children more involved and if so, in what? I am hounded, hounded I tell you.

The older I become, the longer I have home-schooled the steadier my feet are in the rushing current, however, it is still a current to contend with, still a current that hounds me. Oh, to be unaffected completely that would be marvelous but that is probably something that will not happen while I am still breathing.

The thinkers of the past, what the heck did they do with their time? Descartes spent most of the morning and afternoon in bed initially on account of a weak constitution but then it became his way of studying. He developed the coordinate system as a way of locating a fly on a wall as he was prone in bed. Newton contemplated gravity, contemplated, he took the time to think.

My family is in a society of doers and this is fostered pretty early in life. We are doers in a different way. We do not fill our time with sports and an assortment of outside activities but rather creative outlets. How all of this will be used only God knows. Lynn and I know one thing, we can not live any other way even if we are hounded and tempted to jump into the current rushing in the opposite direction past us!

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

One Big Obstacle Course!















Picture Credit: Geoffrey Burkholder in one of his contemplative moments, ya gotta be quick with the camera for these moments.

Geoff calls me yesterday while I was at the grocery store. Geoff always calls me with something. He is the boy who wakes up in the morning ready to do whatever we are not doing. He is the boy who is known by many that I might never meet. He is the horse at the gate ready to bolt. Yet he is my guy who will spend half the night talking of deep and contemplative subjects. What a packed kid.

His friend, Evan, calls him after school to tell Geoff that he was in every one of Evan's classes. Great! Here we go. I placed the affadavit (that piece of paper given to a school district stating your intent of homeschooling)in the portfolios. The school district obviously did not see the paper. This is not a problem except that now Geoff thinks he should just go this year and see what it is like. Obstacle.

The processing we had accomplished a couple of weeks ago when I had made an appointment to see the guidance counselor at the Middle school was fading. A couple of days before I planned to see the counselor Geoff decides he would rather stay home this year. He was realizing what he will be missing if he went to school. Now this obstacle is placed right in our path on the first day of homeschooling.

Yesterday it was close. Why not just send him? What is the big deal? These thoughts float in my mind innocuously, innocently not thinking of what has led us to our decision to home school....believing that God led us to this decision.

Staying on course with homeschooling has probably been one of the most challenging things I have yet to do! These obstacles are not something I step over lightly or process carelessly. What if this is meant to be? Am I keeping Geoff from significant opportunities? My mind hurts thinking of all of this! What if, what if, what if? I have said it and I will say it again; swimming upstream against the culture is really hard. Why can't Lynn and I just live like the rest?

God has led us to home school and for now this is what we are to do, I think...........I know, I hope, I pray. Would you pray for me?

Monday, August 30, 2010

To Lead or Be Led? This is the Question.













Picture Credit: Jesse Burkholder, an industrious and busy guy. Can you trust him to clean your car? Does Bob Treichler own a vacumm? That should tell ya!



"Chris, you can fit everything into your Chevette and what you can not fit, come back for it next weekend." With that sentence I retrieved sanity into our first day of home schooling for the 2010-2011 year. Chris agreed and it meant he could leave whenever he wanted, we were all happy.

Last night as I was saying goodnight to Jesse he adamantly requested that tomorrow he be signed up for school, "seriously, mom!" What about when he is seven, can he then? Eight? Nine? Ten? Thirty? Absolutely, thirty sounds great. There are days when I wonder what provokes me to home school, a masochistic sense about me?

Nicole came into my bedroom with a clipboard in tow, I am in bed she is obviously not. "Mom, tomorrow I need for you to wake me up before the boys. Do whatever you need to do, shake me, whatever. I want to be finished early. I want to start with math, then science, then reading, then history."

It is hard to doze off with the fourth grader drill Sargent barking out my orders. Does she realize I am not prepared for anything. But I think she is on to something, she is taking charge of her education, pushing me to push her. I am being led. The question is this? Will I allow my children to lead or will I take up the reigns and make them follow me? What is education all about? At the end of my bed I am witnessing the beauty of homeschooling. Oh, God, please let me follow.

I am not really worried about what I am teaching these children,I am convinced I can give out Master Degrees with all the curriculum I have accumulated over the years of homeschooling.This morning I pulled off the shelves curriculum that looked fitting. Curriculum is never wasted! Even if you sell it at your garage sale, someone like me is buying it and using it somewhere along the line.

I love Latin and every year I try to do something with it! I was never good at Latin in all three years of it at Barrington Highschool. The Ivy league bound kids sitting next to me were,but still I loved it. I am determined with these last three to instill a love for it in them. Geoffrey today translating sentences looks up at me and says, "Why are we studying a language that is never spoken?" This is the age old question that plagues many Latin students.

Thank you for the question, Geoff. Latin derivatives in our English language are a dime a dozen! If you know Latin you are able to define words you had never seen before, besides which it is quite easy to learn........I'm sure.

Let us hope that this year will be a year in which I see the beauty of being led. I am also hoping that this is the year I actually keep my cool. Oh, let's hope!

Sunday, August 29, 2010

Let's Begin Another Year of Homeschooling, Shall We?

Blogging is a love hate relationship I have going. Last year I began writing to the President. I emailed him the same letters you see posted on my blog. Of course he never responded but that is not why I wrote him. I needed to keep my heart soft towards this man who seemed to be an impostor. It worked but like many things I bored of it.

As a new "school year" approaches I am talking with many who are doing the same thing I am doing, homeschooling their children. I decided I would go "really" public with my homeschooling. I will let you in on my muddled, opinionated, uncertain, and oft-times completely certain views, impressions, feelings and opinions of home schooling.

I have three older children, one graduated from West Chester this spring, summa cum laude with a teaching degree in High School English. The other begins his third year in college and second year at Kutztown University majoring in music and considering music therapy, and that is still out for grabs. My third oldest is a freshman at Reading Area Community College hoping to study Nursing but presently there is a waiting list for that major.

I have Geoff, my new teenager, entering into eighth grade. Nicole my nine year old will be doing fourth grade work (whatever that means). My youngest, Jesse, I will have the privilege of teaching him to read. Out of all my children, Jesse will be doing the most important work this year. Learning to read is quintessential to learning. If approached with more excitement from the trainer than the trainee there could be potential repercussions, negative repercussions. If the trainee is not being delivered goods when they are ready, shame on the trainer. This is a big year for Jesse and I, finding the right balance.

A couple of years ago on an early morning walk I told God this,"You have to let me know if I should still home school." I was tired of the insecurity I had been plagued with though at that point I had home schooled for eighteen years. The answer I heard loud and clear in my spirit was this, "JUST DO IT." I knew what he meant. The proof,at that point, was in the pudding, two in college and one doing fine in home school high school. But insecurity is never assured by accomplishments it seems.
Why I leave asking God for assurance to the last, I will never know. With those three words, "Just do it" I knew I was doing what I should be doing.

To "Just do it" I needed to say goodbye to the standard I had been using. Sometimes we need to asses what is the standard that we are either being hounded by relentlessly or that we should be using. The educational system as we know it in the U.S.A. is what needed to go. The home school philosophy written by many veteran home schoolers such as Raymond and Dorothy Moore is what I needed to be guided by. However, it was Jesus who needed to be the main educational guide and to Him I needed to direct all my questions knowing He had all the answers.

What relief "Just Do It" has brought to our home school scene is ridiculous almost. Why had I labored so long with such misguided misconceptions? My high schooler who rarely was given math assignments because she was not cooperative with the assignments was thriving in her high school algebra class. We played math games in her elementary years and I always hung my head low from not giving her one hundred problems a day out of the Math text book. God yelled at me, "Look, all you needed to do was play math with her, remember that with your three younger children!" That almost did not seem right, but I had living proof of the results.

Surely my three younger children need to benefit from what my older children have plowed through. Tomorrow I will begin home schooling and here is one of the things I have learned. Flexibility is key and tomorrow will be no exception. My son, Chris, just asked me after church to bring him to college in the morning as opposed to his Dad bringing him today. There goes my desire to get on a schedule. Schedule/schmedule is what I hear God chanting. "But God, you are the one who introduced ORDER!" He is smirking at me. He knows I know we are not talking about order now, we are talking about priorities.

So tomorrow I will start after I return....and deal with the list of things that are occupying my mind such as; I should really do some canning, want to weed the garden, need to clean the garage, need to organize the basement, need to make sense of my room, need to order the children to clean their rooms, need to work on a website, need to plan the class I am teaching at our home school Learning Group,do I have enough breakfast fixings, what to make for lunch, what do I want to teach these three kids this year????????

This is enough to fill a number of brains, why just mine? But if you are a home schooler you know what I am talking about. We have taken on Herculean tasks and sometimes we wonder why we are trying to defy gravity and the laws of nature?! But this is what motivates me, Man I like being with my children and learning with them is extraordinary and having them want to learn with me is marvelous and.......I have three older children who managed to come out of our home school program with baggage of course but maybe we could call it "Carry On" luggage.

Tomorrow I hope to do some math, Latin, reading, and planning. I will let you know how it goes~!

I leave you with this: We are all homeschoolers even if you send your child to school. We all need to know what our children's learning style is, are they learning, what should they be learning and how can we help them. We need to be part of the process. The question for many of us to ask however is this, what truly is education?

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

The Ruler Who Misunderstood

Dear Mr. President,

Christmas is just two days away. The day we celebrate the King of all King's birthday, the King that is above all people in authority as we speak. A star tracked by the wise men of the day was their GPS indicating the location of this auspicious individual, the GodMan.

The ruler in power at that time spoke out of both sides of his mouth. He directed the wise men to come for a meeting. Where is this baby? Of course the ruler did not want to convey his intense jeaoulousy, concern, and horror at the news of this baby so instead he directed the wise men to come back and relay all that they discovered about this "Babyking." The ruler conveyed interest and concern atop intense hatred, fear, and utter jealousy.

What the ruler was remiss in understanding, due to his lack of wisdom or wise men surrounding him, was his inability to do diddlysquat about this "Babyking" born to save the world. The men from the East who had followed the star were guided in a dream, not a memo, not an official letter, a dream, to not obey the ruler of the land but to obey the orders given via a dream.

Everything was done via visions,dreams and encounters with intense spiritual beings. Directions were given within the spirit, a place of protection, a hidden spot, no hidden microphones. The "Babyking's" stepfather was receiving these visions that today might be relegated to the lunacy bin of information. But this man had already been visited by an angel and he knew, oh, he knew!

The ruler did not understand that though man has many plans within his heart, many views about how things should be done, God's purpose will prevail! The ruler wanted all power, thought he had all power, and understood not how very little power he actually did have. Out of the intensity of his misunderstandings fueled by his jealousy he directed all the boys ranging from the age of two and under to be executed. Pro-death to all potential rulers could have been his motto.

God's purpose prevailed and the "Babyking" survived only to be disgracefully executed in his early thirties after having fulfilled every single prophecy uttered hundreds of years prior to his birth. He was executed unjustly having overcome every temptation man has every suffered. His final hour was an hour of accusation for everything he had never done! All the evil of the world was thrown on him.

The Pro-death king was unable to kill this baby because God's purpose was for this baby to live to die. This baby grew to be the wisest man ever and the most loving man. Wisdom and love go hand in hand. You want to view a wiseman, go find the most loving man. This baby was meant to die. His death in his early thirties gave you and I the option of living free.

Have yourself a Merry Christmas, President Obama. Throw away any jealousy, any need to control, and reveal in all that the "Babyking" accomplished! May your children enjoy their first Christmas in the WhiteHouse!

Anytime you feel like something HAS to be pushed through...........think again.

Blessings!

Lynne

Wednesday, December 02, 2009

What about these seven story lines?

Dear Mr. President,

Good morning to you. I trust your Thanksgiving was spent reviewing the reasons this country first celebrated this holiday. Our nation has much to be thankful for, much to be forgiven for, much to strive for, and much to learn. But we should never stop being grateful for all that we have.

Do you, Mr. President, actively thank God for this nation? I heard you talk about this nation in terms that made me shudder. You stated this is not a christian nation anymore. When did that happen? Who wrote that script for you? What do you stand for, what do you appreciate? Why were you motiviated to become the president, what is your desire for the United States of America?

I just read an article that listed seven story lines that would not be favorable to your politicial scene if the media ran with these seven story lines. I'll list John Harris' list for you to read: (http://www.politico.com/news/stories/1109/29993.html)

1.You think you are playing with monopoly money.
2.You can describe the nuances of problems but your lack of experience
renders you useless when it comes to understanding the real life issues.

When former president Bill Clinton would say, "I feel your pain." Though it
was seemingly a pat answer it truly was grounded in a true understanding of
many people's situations because of his experience of 8 years as a governor.
Mr. President,you don't have any previous real life experience that trained
you for your new position.
3.That's the Chicago way You are not really interested in a non-
partisan government. You and your administration are "dominated by brass-
nuckled polls.
4. You are a pushover. You have nothing to show for your time in
the office thus far.
5. You see America as another pleasant country on the U.N. roll call,
somewhere between Albania and Zimbabwe.

6.President Pelois. This woman has had more success than you.
7.You're in love with the man in the mirror.

All of the above potential story lines could be used against you. Which of them have any merit? Which of them do you agree with,and which of them can you throw onto the heap of human perceptions?

Mr. President, look to the One and Only source for guiding the remainder of your days in the White House.

Sincerely,

Lynne T. Burkholder

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Anthropogenic, Do You Know What That Means?

Dear Mr. President,

Wow! I just scanned the Copenhagan Treaty. It felt as if I was walking through a sterile metallic hall squinting through small windows of steel doorways. There is not a sound in the hall. The only sound is the poor fellow escorted to the exit door. Too many beans last night and this treaty requires complete compliance. Reading the treaty was akin to reading the scariest SciFi Novel ever produced, it lulls you along with a monotonous tone deceiving you to believe that there is no vile, no evil intentions here. But as you read you hear the crescendo of the dull, faint scream in the background.

It was the YouTube clip that first informed me of this treaty. "On October 14, Lord Christopher Monckton, a noted climate change skeptic, gave a presentation at Bethel University in St. Paul, MN." I felt like I was getting my info from tabloids..........However, it lead me to the actual treaty that has been posted online. Of course the language was written by a committee who took delight in expressing themselves in humdrum, coded language that is an attempt to leave you feeling dumb but I'm way smarter than that.

This honestly has "smart" people behind it? The essence of this treaty is "to prevent dangerous anthropogenic interference with the climate system in a timely manner." Got that? Anthropogenic seems to be the buzz word. Anthropogenic emissions, now that's a phrase that will surely have your tongue tied but will untie your pocket book strings. WHERE ARE THE WISE MEN OF THE WORLD? I know where they are not! Behind the closed doors that cloistered this committee!

So, this has me on a quest to learn more. The sterile poppycock will take some decoding! First, I discover that the term, anthropogenic, "designates an effect or object resulting from human activity." This term is derived from Paul Crutzenan's term, "anthropocene" he first used in the mid-1970's. Paul is an atmospheric scientist. Two other men, Sherwood Rowling and Mario Molina "published a series of articles putting forward the idea of the impact of chlorofluorocarbons (CFCs)on the stratospheric ozone." So now we have a new word, anthropogenic- the pollution emissions produced as a result of human industry. (thanks to Wikipedia)

The group of people who came up with this treaty are looking for carbon levels that reflect the pre-industrial period. We can all be re-enactors now! Honestly, honestly, honestly, thank you for whatever your administration did to put off the signing of this stupidity. May you and your administration do everything in your power to see that this treaty is disposed of and don't worry about how you do it. Any emissions from the burning of this treaty will fill the air with more wisdom than carbon. Go ahead do it while you still have the freedom.

The site where I read the treaty was http://assets.panda.org/downloads/treaty_vol2_web_compl.pdf and the YouTube clip was from http://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=copenhagan+treaty&search_type=&aq=f This should provide one with some entertainment, treaty and YouTube, and in that order!

Mr. President, scanning this treaty I couldn't help but stumble over this in the treaty, USD 160 Billion. Am I correct in assigning U to United, S to States, and D to Dollar? I believe the group that wrote the treaty are men and women looking for a job, there's an abundance of homo sapiens looking for cash. A cash for carbon progam in the making.

Keep your chin up, don't wade through this muck losing your dignity!

Blessings on your day,

Lynne Burkholder

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

My Eight Year Old Daughter

Dear Mr. President,

My eight year old daughter after listening to a speaker from another country describe the Copenhagan Treaty put her hand to her chest and uttered, "Freedom is what we have here, and now that is going to be taken away?" As I reflect on her statement, knowing that someday she will be a problem solver, I wonder what her response will be when she discovers that Malia and Sasha's daddy supports abortion and in essence supports taking away the freedom to live when that person is not fully developed?

Nicole understands on a black and white level what abortion is, the ending of a life. We believe, in this family of six children, that you become a person at conception. It takes a mighty amount of arrogance for any person to think they KNOW when a person becomes a person. What a mystery the beginning of life is.

Does that cell at conception look like a person? Of course not. Does this mean you're not a person? Who am I to make a reasonable judgment about this and further more who is anyone to err on the side of "maybe not." Are you developing into a person in a mother's womb, yes we know this for a fact because if you and I heard the correct version of the birds and the bees this is where we have are start. All of my children started small and undetected.

When an abortion occurs it many times is beyond this point and at a time when an actual being is seen but still in development, not looking like it will look. Somehow, a number of people have felt the "freedom" to tamper with this fetus in development. I know that you and I don't need to go any further with this. You will believe what you will and though you say we share the same faith we definitely diverge on the sanctity of life, for this is truly the issue, how we view the preciousness of life at all stages. It boils down to honoring one another. You have made a definite decision as to when you believe honor is appropriate and I have made a definite decision as well.

Mr. President, I want this to keep you up at night. I will pray towards this end. I will pray for dreams and visions for you during the night that will challenge your status quo. May you wake up with a reverence for life. May you look at your daughters and shudder knowing that there are millions of little girls and little boys with the same uniqueness and specialness that never saw the light of day because someone exercised THEIR choice against theirs. You and many others don't have me or the pro-lifers to answer to,it will be God.

Enjoy the day with your children. Look at them and admire their beauty, wit, charm,and uniqueness. Why would you be on the side where appreciation for this runs thin. There is much laughter in our home and I am beyond delighted that my children will never consider tampering with human life. They will err on the side of honoring life.

May your day be filled with unexpected views of God's wisdom! Blessings to you and my prayers are with you. May your presidency find success as you ponder the essence of true life and come to an understanding of freedom.
Sincerely,

Lynne

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Oldest Document

Dear Mr. President,

Have you studied one of the oldest documents STILL in existence? This ancient document that has survived for us today is one which I know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, would assist you in your presidency.

First, the wording is not political jargon that leaves one shaking their head wondering why the confusion? Second, it goes all the way back, kinda James Michener style, to the beginning of time revealing why we are in the mess we are in. Third, it goes all the way to the end, the end of life as we now know it.

History is revealed in completeness in this document zooming to the fullness of time. You, as the President, will be awed as to your position, you have been put in place by the one and only God of the universe. Humbling when many and possibly you were duped into thinking it was just your amazing ability to plug into the social media of the day.

You have some significant people, will not mention names, threatening you and pushing you to take sides. You and I both know the side which you need to support and an in depth study of scripture will confirm that. You do not want to mess with the God of the universe, with His chosen people. It is a mystery, one in which I am baffled by but also propelled by as I continue to discover His plan for them while I study scripture.

Every knee will bow and every tongue will confess that Jesus Christ is Lord. This will happen, it is not a question of if but when. As I type this I begin to feel like the church lady satirized on Saturday Night Live. I do a good impression of her, however this will not be a funny skit when we watch every knee bow and confess. At that time there will be judgment.

The time will come when the Righteous judgment will assess our alignments, where our hearts are poised and lead by, and this will happen when everyone will be acknowledging that God is God and that His son Jesus is God. Decisions will not be made at this point, there will be no turning back.

Finding the Wise Men, Mr. President?

Sincerely,

Lynne T. Burkholder

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Mr. President,

It has been too long since I've penned you. When I fail to write you daily, I fail to keep you in my prayers and I fail to keep current with the latest. As you swirl through your day I have something for you to keep in mind. You are in a position that is still revered, a position of authority over the United States. Will this always be a revered position? That I believe is up to you.

Former President Clinton certainly did not do his fair share of raising the bar while in office. They say that he left the White House in shambles and the amount of cleaning alone that was required was indicative of the level of respect his administration had for their positions of authority. How will it end for you?

I need to tell you that I am on a countdown, similar to the one that starts twenty-five days before Christmas. I ask myself, "when is the next election?" I shake my head when I realize that not even a year has passed. It seems like eternity. The confusion I believe stems from the parties preparing earlier than normal. Instead of a two year campaign it looks like it will be a three and a half year campaign. Why the early campaigning? What is it about your administration that has caused this early start? Have you delivered unrest instead of change?

Your presidency has certainly brought much to the forefront and for that I am grateful. The republican party is undergoing a major reassessment and one can only hope that the party will be better for it! But I ask you, how will it end for you? Will you leave knowing that you raised the bar for the position of authority you now hold? Or will you bring it down a notch like Clinton did?

How can you manage to leave and still remain a positive political figure as I believe former president Ronald Reagan was able to do. I watched his October 1964 speech titled, "A Time for Choosing" and was inspired, awed, ready for the fight. Have you listened to this speech? It might be time to watch it again.

Please, Mr. President, take time now to view this speech and require your family, your administration, and maybe even your dog to watch. Determine to leave the White House a better place because you were there!

Have a nice day! Remember to revere life, learn to revere life.

Sincerely,

Lynne Burkholder

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Resignation Letter of Weight

Matt P. Hoh, a Senior Civilian Representative stationed in Zabul, Afghanistan resigned September 10, 2009. Riveting... He states,"We want to have some kind of governance there, and we have some obligation for it not to be a bloodbath," Hoh said. "But you have to draw the line somewhere, and say this is their problem to solve."

The people of Korengal did not want the American troops. "The insurgency appeared to have arrived in strength only after the Americans did, and the battle between the two forces had achieved only a bloody stalemate."

In the article from the Washington post it states, "If the United States is to remain in Afghanistan, Hoh said, he would advise a reduction in combat forces." The article goes on to say "he also would suggest providing more support for Pakistan, better U.S. communication and propaganda skills to match those of al-Qaeda, and more pressure on Afghan President Hamid Karzai to clean up government corruption -- all options being discussed in White House deliberations."

" 'We are spending ourselves into oblivion' a very talented and intelligent commander, one of America's best, briefs every visitor, staff delegation and senior officer. We are mortgaging our Nation's economy on a war, which, even with increased commitment, will remain a draw for a few years to come. Success and victory, whatever they may be, will be realized not in years, after billions more spent, but in decades and generations. The United States does not enjoy a national treasury for such success and victory."

Thank you, Antony Blinkin,Vice President Biden's foreign policy advisor,for requesting a meeting with Matt P. Hoh. Thank you, White House Administration for taking this resignation letter seriously. Thank you, Matt P. Hoh for conducting your life in such a way you are heard for such a time as this. May we listen.

Mr. President, continue to listen to intelligent, thoughtful, people such as Mr. Matt P. Hoh. I would also suggest conducting a meeting with men and women who have served their lives for the Afghanistan people in a capacity other than combat. A variety of people lend to more wisdom.

Matt P. Hoh ends his resignation letter with a boulder, "The dead return only in bodily form to be received by families who must be reassured their dead have sacrificed for a purpose worthy of futures lost, love vanished, and promised dreams unkept. I have lost confidence such assurances can anymore be made. As such , I submit my resignation."

I can not get this part of his letter out of my head.

May the God of long suffering, redemption, and mercy lead and guide the land of the United States!

Mr. President, you have so much to consider, my prayers are with you!

Sincerely,

Lynne Burkholder

If you want to view Matt P. Hoh's resignation letter go to this web address and find a link to the letter: http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2009/10/26/AR2009102603394_2.html?hpid=topnews&sid=ST2009102603447

Tuesday, October 06, 2009

Slipping Through Your Fingers Like Sand

Dear Mr. President,

You took your wife on an anniversary date and people were not happy. Our tax money is used every time you step outside the White House and this was no exception. People are not interested in you using their money for this.

You tried to get the Olympics to come to Chicago. They didn't even give you a chance. I heard that your presentation was not worthy of being noted. Why didn't you plan better? As we watch your lack of planning, you need to know it affects the casting of our votes for Health Care.

You gave out white coats to doctors coming to do a push for Health Care Reform, some forgot to bring theirs, too much on their minds, maybe? Were you shooting for a commercial? Did you think we needed this view?

I just viewed a SNL sketch of you listing all that you have not accomplished. Funny and sad. I was shocked that SNL was making fun of you.

The war in Afganistan is eery. There is talk of the dollar being ditched as currency for oil.

Wisdom, have you been doing any thinking about Wisdom? Do you know where to go for Wisdom? Do you know who to listen to for Wisdom? Do you know what to read to gain insight about Wisdom?

Again, I will tell you that there is a Man who embodies Wisdom, ancient wisdom, Wisdom that always was, is , and will be.

Like sand slipping through fingers power flees from your grasp. You are in a perfect position. Nobobdy is expecting much from you, the pressure is off. You are not capable, you feel that every morning you wake up.

But Wisdom is! ANd Wisdom is yours for the asking! The only cost is humility. Go for it, Mr. President. You have nothing else to lose! He will give you Wisdom without finding fault.

Sincerely,

Lynne Burkholder

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Why I Write to You, Mr. President

Dear Mr. President,

It's been over a week since I last penned you a post. I do realize that you are not reading these posts. But somebody is and to you, that somebody, I hope this finds you well. The writing of these letters has done many things, all of them important. In referring to this little exercise I am doing I use the word, cathartic.

It is keeping me in the know. I scan the headlines, read articles, keep my ear to the ground for this endeavor. For many individuals that I know, keeping in the know is the last thing that they want to do. I am providing a service for my "head in the sand" friends when I give them my updates. I do what I can......

My heart is softened to you. The day President Clinton became president is a day I'll never forget. I remember what I was doing when I heard the news. It was a gloomy day, a dark day, an apocalyptic day for many of us. I didn't want to succumb to that with your presidency. You are a person, if I met you tomorrow I would not turn and walk away because of our vast disagreements, I would shake your hand and smile. I do not want to be a hypocrite.

I want to be in prayer for you with a right attitude. A right attitude never has anything to do with circumstantial surroundings, contrary to public opinion. I am a Christ follower and His ways are "Just Love". I desire to be like Him. Writing to you is keeping my attitude in check. (I think it took me far to long to get to this point!)

I disagree with you on many accounts. I am concerned for the anger I see brimming beneath the surface that leaks out by some of your unguarded comments. But my heart is there with you walking alongside of you in prayer. You and I have much in common by way of our humanness.

I want to be humble, I want to be of service, I want to be compassionate. These posts are aiding me in my pursuit of all that. I am saddened, however by the miles that separates me from my desires.

Today, have a good one. Go to the wisdom giver, the wisdom creator, the one who puts all things in perspective, the "I AM."

Blessings on your day, Mr. President.

Sincerely,

Mrs. Burkholder

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Color Blindness, No Provision for this ailment in the Health Care Reform Bill

“Here is what I know, here is what you know, here is what the hundreds of people here and out in the street know,” Rose said. “If Dr. Cason were black and 80 percent of the school children in his district were white, and he arbitrarily decided not to allow white children to watch a white president’s ‘back to school’ speech,’ and whites came here tonight in the numbers that blacks have come to protest, he would resign, or be fired. And we are here to demand no less.”http://www.valdostadailytimes.com/homepage/local_story_258000146.html

Dear Mr. President,

We just can not seem to move around the racial boulder. I read that quote from Valdosta Daily Times today and feel like I've been doled out a riddle. (hate riddles) I know, you know, hundreds of people know, I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream!

I have to break it down into parts. If Dr. Carson were black with lots of white children under his care,( got it! )and he did not show the white children (not black) a white president's speech! Can you imagine that?! "Don't cha know!" as My Grandma Esther would say. The white parents would be irate.

Is it that we have before us a white Dr. Cason with lots of black children under his care not showing them a black president's speech and all the black parents are irate? I think I unraveled this one.

Here's the deal, how in pete's name are we going to move on if we can't stop the labeling? You've created one interesting section of history. A Black/white man in office, an historic event. Why? because you are black. But you are white also, so it's not one hundred percent black, but you are black enough to make an historic mark.

Dr. Cason made a decision to not show your speech. Do they really think it was because you are black? I think it had everything to do with timing. The timing of your speech was in poor taste, Mr. President. The beginning of the school year is a frenetic time. Did anyone on your staff consider this and likewise consider the doldrums of winter? I'm telling you, you need more wisdom surrounding you.

Your inauguration for some of us felt like we were watching a huge family reunion in a local park, everyone hugging and carrying on like they hadn't seen their Aunt Elma or Uncle Elmer in years! Everyone at the reunion was talking about a black president. "Us White folks" were inside the park but outside the family gathering and did I mention black family gathering. The inauguration of the president of the United States didn't feel like a shared event.

I thought about this for a long time and realized that the lack of a "shared event feel" might be what the blacks always battle. Your inauguration just might have been what I needed to head me in a more sensitive direction.

Just make sure, Mr. President, that you don't get caught up in labeling. Your color has nothing to do with your brain. Your color is just what your skin looks like.
In your health care reform can I make a suggestion...make sure there is no provision for treating color blindness.

Sincerely,
Mrs. Burkholder

Monday, September 14, 2009

September 12, 2009...History in the Making

Dear Mr. President,

Wow! The rally Saturday on the streets of Washington D.C....did that take you by surprise? Looking at the pictures reminded me of your inauguration this past January. Eight months and counting.

I am not quite sure what to make of all of this. We are friends with a man who owns a bus company. He says that, but for prior reservations, there was such a request for buses that his entire fleet could have been in D.C. that day.

Saturday for me was just another day, I had no idea this was happening only three hours from our home. You have awakened the nation. Your alarm has sounded throughout the hills and vales, over rivers, cross lakes, zooming over mountains and dodging through forests. We are awake.

You have the privilege of leading a nation of ready, prepared, and strong people who are fully awake. There has not been a president in the recent past who has what you presently have. The question is, Mr. President, what will you do with this nation, with this opportunity?

Will you see these people Saturday in D.C. as dissident, divisive and disagreeable? Or will you look beyond the placards and see an army of people ready to be Americans, free Americans that our founding fathers foresaw? You have the amazing privilege of wisely leading these Americans who came from all over the country to communicate with you.

Mr. President, do not let this opportunity pass you by without you taking the high road. The Health Care Reform Bill needs much more consideration, Saturday indicates this. Listen to the people over whom you are presiding. You are a leader of a nation of people standing strong, not their dictator.

I believe you still have the opportunity to make your mark on history. Be the president who listened to wisdom. There is nothing to ram, there is nothing to push, there is no hurry.

Please Mr. President, be wise. Wisdom just might have marched to you on Saturday.

Sincerely,

Mrs. Burkholder

Friday, September 11, 2009

Remember................

Dear Mr. President,

I am aghast and I am amazed at my lack of remembrance. I just emailed you about a rainy day, blah, blah ...and I forgot about the heartache that swirls around this day, September 11, otherwise known as 9/11!

Today the clouds weep. Eight years ago the streets of New York City and Washington were swarming with people unaware what their future held, unaware that this day was their last, unaware that war was forthcoming, unaware.

The day was brilliant, a movie rendition of these cities in their late summer splendor.

We are never to assume anything by the way it looks. That day helped us to understand this.

I am grateful for the lack of an attack in the eight years that have followed. I am sick to my stomach, however, for the many men and women who have died because of the declaration of war on terrorism.

How will you honor the previous administration and their valiant efforts to abort any such further attacks? How will you honor the men and women who are still fighting against terrorism?

There is nothing for me to boast of for my lack of rememberance. However, there are many men and women who have, for the past eight years, put their lives on the line, intercepted possible attacks and helped to stop them. These men and women have been agents of protection and change and enable knuckleheads like myself to wake up and forget. These men and women are to boast of while the rest of us must honor them and all involved with intentional rememberance. We are Free to forget but with that freedom let us remember the lives lost, the families broken, the soldiers wounded, and our need to be men and women of valor.

You are the President of the United States in a remarkable time of history. May your name be remembered with gratitude.

Blessings,

Mrs. Burkholder

If Opinions Were Based on Knowledge....

Dear Mr. President,

It is a rainy day, a day for a cup of tea. The sky is gray and if you just stand straight and tall and on your toes I believe you could touch those lumbering clouds.

I know this is a bit forward of me to suggest, but why don't you ask your wife in for a hot steaming cup of tea. When the children come home from school, why not offer them hot cocoa. You have the power to create lasting memories while you are living in the White House.

I have been wondering, are you finding some wise men and women who can provide you with clear counsel? It is important to remember that the look of wisdom is often disarming. You will find wisdom where others won't search.

This quote I take from a sliver of a book created by Ann Allan.

"People's opinions pour forth as water bubbles from a spring. How much quicker the world would be, with how much less tension, if opinions were silent unless based on knowledge."

As opinions swirl around you and if you feel you can not take it anymore, go to the Creator. Have a cup of tea with Him. The tea is out of this world and furthermore He is in Control!

Blessings on your rainy day,

Mrs. Burkholder

Friday, September 04, 2009

You are the President not the Father of the United States

Dear Mr. President,

I can hear you singing with Bob Marley, "Let's Get Together and Feel All Right!" It must feel that no matter what you say or how you say it you just can't win. This is the bane of existence of a leader. Your task of communicating effectively with innumerable perceptions of what you are communicating is daunting.

I am sure as a leader you are not discouraged by this but inspired to strive for clarity in all you communicate. Every instance where your administration has to regroup, rewrite, and reconnect is another day closer to a tighter, stronger O'Bama Administration.

You have sent a message to schools to be viewed by children all around the nation next week. This is causing an uproar amongst conservatives. You might be shaking your head with a feel of "I can't win." But I can help you with this one. I should just give you my cell phone number, but for now I'll just type.

In all that you do with children, here is what will serve you well to assume. Assume they have a set of parents who desire to raise them to not only be law abiding citizens, but individuals who are loving, compassionate, and intelligent. This is a shared goal between you and I and all the other parents that are on American soil (and all the parents on this planet for that matter).

Last night I was standing in a checkout line and discovered that the clerk was from St. Martin's of the Caribbean Islands. Why are you here was my question to this dear woman. She chuckled and said it was her children's education. This woman was tired, ready to go home after working two jobs. Why working so hard? Her children period. We will do anything for our children.

Mr. President, you need to keep this in mind, when you were elected it was not to be THE FATHER to all the children it was simply (and as you now know, not so simply)to be president. You must leave the parenting to us, the parents. Your administration has a tendency to tread on other people's issues, territories, responsibilities, and families. When you step on toes the owners yell. These are the sounds you hear.

We as parents are protective of our children and rightly so. You as a father know what I am talking about. This is what your administration did not foresee. They did not counsel you to understand the uproar this would bring and the perception it would cause. It makes you look like you are indoctrinating our children. Why would you want to indoctrinate? We are not a third world country, you know what freedom is, you want to uphold it! But to assure us of this you need to honor the family structure.

Here is what I would suggest. Pull the plug from showing the video in schools. Air your speech on television so we as parents can sit right beside our children and process it with them. This is a democracy, show your administration how to respectfully maintain our democracy and how to uphold the family.

Something else you have not considered...my children would not have seen it. We are a home schooling family.

You have a good day. Find something positive about each one of your family members, including your mother in law and tell them!

Blessings,

Mrs. Burkholder

Wednesday, September 02, 2009

Wounded and Uncertain; Turn To Wisdom

Dear Mr. President,

This quote gives me hope.

"So Obama and Democrats will return from vacation wounded, divided and uncertain of the best way to turn things around. Many Democrats, especially in the House, were spooked over break by the rowdy town hall meetings and flurry of polls showing independent voters skeptical of their leadership and spending plans."http://www.politico.com/news/stories/0909/26672_Page2.html#ixzz0PwMHjYS7

It's the wounded part in the quote where hope rises. You might be saying, what in the world is this woman talking about? I'm talking about the point of recognition we must all come to as human beings. The point of recognition where we clearly see our inabilities, our need, our uncertainties, are woundedness. When we clearly see this "end of the rope" state of being then and only then we begin to look for help.

Help is present. When one is uncertain one needs to find someone certain. You will find Him, He is present.

As I read the news I'm hopeful. You are making concessions, compromises, and adjustments to the Health Care Reform Bill. Your willingness to re-adjust this Health Bill despite the liberals reveals your desire to pass this for the good of the nation.

I will be praying for you, Mr. President. Search for certainty. You'll be certain to find Him. Allow Him to guide you with this Health Care Reform Bill. George Washington Carver kept a Bible in his science lab. He was guided by truth and his accomplishments reveal where Truth can lead.

Mr. President, tell your party they don't have to be spooked on their own soil amongst their own people sharing their varied views. Did they not know what they signed up for when they entered politics? Individuals only interested in "milk toast" individuals reveal their identity.

Stand tall amongst your party and lead with dignity, you are assuredly capable of this.
Blessings on your day. A President who recognizes His need will lead a nation with Wisdom.

Sincerely,

Mrs. Burkholder

Monday, August 31, 2009

That Perfect Fall Day of September Changed The Way We Look at a Perfect Fall Day of September

Mr. President,

Today is a crystal clear day. There is not a cloud in the September Sky. The air is superb. I'm walking in the early morning.

And then I stop.

I am remembering that fateful day when the sky was empty and blue. The day when life in America suddenly looked foreign.

September eleventh not only brought heartache to this nation. It changed our view of a beautiful fall, cloudless, sunny day. What once we associated with apple trees loaded, harvest bountifully laid out on a farmer's market bench, striking fall flowers, is now associated with terror.

If we let it.

Mr. President, what did the last administration do during the time of terror that is worthy of commendation? How did President Bush and Dick Cheney handle the matters of national security that was exemplary? There is no other administration known to our young republic that endured such painful moments, that endured a shaking at its core.

There must be something you can find that is worthy of your praise.

As we near the anniversary of this fateful day I encourage you to take a few moments each day and ask your administration to scratch the surface (it will not be a deep dig) and come with up with a tribute to the former administration's handling of America under attack. What you affirm, acknowledge and commend will be done to you as well.

We, Americans, are grateful that the years have accumulated with out another major catastrophe on our land. Would you and your administration engage in a counting of blessings? Would you be willing to name them one by one, as the old hymn goes.

I promise you this exercise in gratitude, giving credit where credit is due will fall back on your administration this fall with positive results. Prove that the Democrats are not negative.

I don't know enough to weigh in on the debate that is ensuing with the CIA and your administration. But I do know enough of life to suggest that you probably should tread cautiously.

Your administration's handling of the former administration's modus operandi during those terrifying days will pave the road for when you attend the next president's inauguration. These kinds of positive activities, the counting of blessings and honoring of people, might afford you another term.

I'm telling you, Mr. President, I'm here to help. Just please remember I'm opiniated as Americans are freely allowed to be!

Have a good day!

Sincerely,

Mrs. Burkholder

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Humility Leads Despite Popularity

Dear Mr. President,

Your popularity is reported as dropping. Don't let this deter you from leading the country with strength, purpose, and humility. I was recalling a time in the "MAN'S" life that revealed the fickleness of humanity. He was surrounded by a crowd in awe of ALL His Words. Oooohing and ahhing were probably audible. But then there was something He said. That did it! Done! All Done! The crowd turned on Him. He slipped away with stones hurled at His back.

He made a comment to His followers that gives me perspective when surrounded by a lack of support. He told them He didn't put His trust in anyone. What is odd about that statement is that this Man was devoted, dedicated to the point of death for that very crowd and every other crowd and finally the crowd that had him murdered.

Love that crowd, indeed He did! Trust that crowd, indeed He didn't. His love for them was not dependent on His trust of them.

I was wondering, Mr. President, what you think of His perspective? I watched the nation oohhh and ahhh after you. I heard terms such as Messiah and Anointed One slapped on your back. I was waiting for you to humbly deny them. I watched crowds gaze at you as if they had just made a long arduous pilgramage, their eyes finally gazing at their destination.

I was stunned. I don't think I ever heard you say to the public that these terms of divinity were totally inappropriate. You didn't create separation between the terms of divinity and you. Why?

This "Man" came to serve humanity. His main mission was not to gain support but to serve. He knew what He was about. He was THE MAN! He had everything. He owned everything. Even Knowing this and because of this, He rubbed shoulders with everyday people all the time and everyone was important to Him. He never allowed the opinion of others to deter or affect His love of them, His service to them, and His mission for them.

Wisdom allows us to serve with and in humility the crowd that can turn on a dime. This Man saved the crowd, it's been done, this is not part of your job description. What do you have to do? Walk in perspective and make sure that you are understanding where you need to get your affirmation from, don't look to the crowd.

This Man when pelted with rocks did not deter from His purpose, His mission, His service to the crowd. Their opinion did not steer His ship. His love, His wisdom, His insight, His humility steered His ship.

Do not accept labels that flatter, it will get you no where. The Messiah, the Anointed One is only one Man, no one will ever take His place. No one should ever want to!

Your priviledge of leading this country needs to be seen in light of the "MAN." Understand Americans are listening to your silence. You shout acceptance silently when you accept being called what you are not.

Seek Wisdom. Serve with Humility as the polls reveal the fickleness of man.

Sincerely,

Mrs. Burkholder

Friday, August 28, 2009

Read Heschel on The Sabbath!

Dear Mr. President,

Today I will be returning from my "vacation." Four weeks ago I planned on coming to Rhode Island to play with my three younger children, have meaningful talks with my parents and return home to face the next school year.... rested. Instead as life would have it the plans changed. I was a caregiver to my mother who had open heart surgery. My children had fun with my brother and his family and I had meaningful talks with my parents but it looked a little different than we all had anticipated.

I will go home rested but my feet will have to hit the ground running. Saturday I will assist my nineteen year old in one of the age old traditions, taking your child to college. After Labor Day I will officially start my new job and begin another school year of home schooling with the three youngest. I look forward to teach another kindergartner to read!

It was stated in one of the news articles that you are going to Camp David to rest from your vacation. I can understand that. This was your first "official" vacation with your family and I'm sure with the death of Ted Kennedy in the middle of it there was mental arranging to do. You wanted, and rightly so needed, to share your condolences and then come back to your vacation with the work laid out for you; figuring out how to rest as President of the United States.

God gave us a gift, the Sabbath. Abraham Heschel has a book called "The Sabbath" that would do you well to read. It helps to form the perspective that is needed for the day of rest. Imagine the Creator resting. You also need to rest one day as well. I pray that during your administration you can cultivate this discipline that not only allows for rest but gives life.

It is humility that allows one to have a day of rest. It is the arrogant who assume they simply can not rest for fear that all of their best laid plans would unravel without them vigilant at the helm.

Rest, Mr. President, rest. Learn how to rest so that all of the world's issues, the Americans issues are placed in perspective. There is a proverb that is worth quoting here:
"....lean not on your own understanding;
in all your ways acknowledge him,
and he will make your paths straight." Prov. 3:4,5

Try to pass that proverb into legislation................heaven on earth!

Why don't you also give a call to Ms. Pelosi and ask her to abort her fund raising mission, tacky! One hundred thousand dollars will be doing what? There is today some child who is in desperate need of that money to pay for the much needed medical attention. Ms. Pelosi would do well to find that child, today.

Also, it is not looking good for the democrats to be using Ted Kennedy's death to raise support for the Health Care Reform, truly it is not. This is not the time. This is the time to come around his family with comfort, maybe in a couple of weeks but not now. Call Ms. Manners on that one and confirm my advice.

You do need your rest!

Sincerely,

Mrs. Burkholder

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Win One For Ted?? Seriously?

Dear Mr. President,

I have much to learn about Ted Kennedy's dream "of quality health care for all Americans." I have not been following politics over the last forty years like maybe I should have. House Speaker Nancy Pelosi is hoping that the health care for all Americans will be made a reality because of Ted Kennedy's leadership and inspiration. This is a noble sentiment.

You do understand that Americans would love affordable, accessible, quality health care. But the working American does not want the GOVERNMENT to be the provider of health Care because our concern is that the Federal Government is unequipped to provide QUALITY health care. You do understand this.

There are many Americans who could care less about the quality of the health care that the government would provide, who could care less if there is anything they have to do in return, who could care less. But the Americans who do care are the ones you are receiving your money from, the working Americans who are not comfortable with handouts. If they are receiving government funding they are anxious to get on their feet so that they don't have to receive government funding. This begs the question, so why are Americans not drooling all over the Health Care Reform?

In the Town Halls all over the nation they are telling you why. This quote really bothers me with all due respect to Ted Kennedy, ""In his honor (Ted Kennedy) and as a tribute to his commitment to his ideals, let us stop the shouting and name calling and have a civilized debate on health care reform which I hope, when legislation has been signed into law, will bear his name for his commitment to insuring the health of every American," Byrd said.

Byrd is suggesting a civilized debate on health care reform. Go for it, Mr. President, request Americans such as myself to be involved with the solution, see how civilized we are. Let's stop the shouting and name calling, Mr. Byrd says. So far the town hall sessions that I have viewed have been filled with concerned citizens, American citizens. Some are a little heated, some a little out of control, but Americans are talking and last time I checked this is a government run by the people, is it not? Is it that they are in disagreement that bothers the democrats and allows the democrats to put them in a box that is labeled, "Disagreeable, disgruntled, and uncivilized?"

This is America, Mr. President. We fought for freedom of speech. I believe your Administration should do some history lessons, dust off their history books, see from whence we have come. I think then you'll not be shaking your head in disbelief over the response of the American people. Instead you'll sit straight and tall, listen up and be careful as to how you proceed. A giant has been awakened, a giant.

It is not Ted Kennedy that should be the focal point of this bill. It is not the chant, "win one for Ted" that should be the point that changes people's mind. This is a mammoth bill not requiring a simplistic chant as one would do at a football game, for Pete's sake! This is increasing the Federal Government's roll in ways in which Americans don't believe the Government was intended to run. We are all for quality health care but let's allow the American people to bring it to fruition. Focus on the ways in which the government can encourage the nation to be a quality health care provider and a compassionate one.

When you look into the workings and goings on of any Veteran's Administration Hospitals do you come away impressed? If you do you are not with the majority.

Any of the quotes were taken from this site: http://abcnews.go.com/Politics/TedKennedy/story?id=8420408

Have a good day.

Blessings,

Mrs. Burkholder