Be Your Own Teacher!

Little kids love to learn anything. It’s all new to them. Exciting! Adventurous! Beginning to ‘adult’. and they like it.

Don’t say, ‘You can’t’; they will try to show you they can 🙂

We (I) need to go back to this part of childhood again. Seek out something we’re interested in – or maybe only a little interested in – and find out more about it. Maybe it’s a new hobby, craft, skill. Some new subject – farming, gardening, woodworking or refinishing, computers, finances, a new language…even better methods to clean your house…investigate!

You be the teacher and decide where to start learning. Which book, which YouTube video to begin; who you might meet for coffee to talk about it. You will be the teacher and you will be your student. Yes, you will grade yourself. No embarrassing call-out in front of the entire class, “Jones! you got a C- on your project!” You will quietly tell yourself to keep at it, and you will get better.

I love that part of self-learning. Actually this was the method of old when kids couldn’t go to school. Twasn’t any adult education night class either. You found a book or neighbor and learned yourself.

Really this is empowering! We don’t have to wait on anybody else’s schedule to allow time for us. No need to procrastinate. Merely begin.

So first, what piques your interest? How could I become better in a certain area? What could I learn that would help me save time around the house? And then after you get grounded in your new study, tell somebody else about it. As you teach them it further teaches you.

It’s so exciting to take the power of learning back into your own hands!

What can you think of today, what’s going through your mind right now you’d like to teach your new student – you- about?

Begin! Now!

(Right now I am teaching myself Latin again…been a few years since high school, but this language interests me)

Can We Say, “Merry Christmas?”

 

While shopping the other day a fellow customer started to say, “Merry Christmas” to me and then stopped halfway through and looked at me with uncertainty and almost a guilty feeling, and said, “Can I say that?” I said, “Yes, you can.” …and wished her a Merry Christmas back. After we parted ways, my thoughts took over.

Here we have good people trying to spread good tidings to others yet feeling restrained in order to abide by an unspoken law for fear of offending someone.

My thoughts took me back to elementary school when we had Christmas parties in our classroom and the majority of the families celebrated Christmas so that was ok. There were a number of other faiths in our class, it being a college town with many nationalities present, and often students would question, ‘what would the non-Christmas celebraters do during the class party?’ The teacher stated that no one was obligated (forced) to attend the party. They could go home early, stay at their desk and not participate, or they were welcome to join in the fun.

It was not a big deal, that’s just the way our American heritage led us and so we celebrated Christmas out of the joy and love of our hearts.

Today, the fear of recrimination by the ‘politically correct’ (whoever these people really are) causes many good people attempting to do good things, to not do or say them because of that fear, and it can feel very intimidating.

Why would people seek to stop, or control, or outlaw good things that others do, that are a part of our particular country’s heritage just because not everyone may be of that persuasion?

It’s hurting no one, just say ‘thank you’, and receive it as a thoughtful gesture. Yours is merely a different opinion.

We are a free nation, founded on belief in God and His goodness. We cannot become all things to all men and compromise our convictions;  yet we can be kind, polite and friendly to everyone without changing or squelching our beliefs.

Saying Merry Christmas is hurting no one. Everyone is entitled to his/her own opinion. If the other person doesn’t observe what you do, let it pass, but don’t give up your faith over it.

I’ve traveled to other countries, and personally, it wouldn’t occur to me to be offended and ask them to stop doing their particular celebrations because they weren’t my style. That is their heritage and I have mine; besides it’s fun to see how other countries live their lives.

Let’s strive to maintain our own Godly heritage and convictions while seeking to do good to all.