a place for unschoolers

The girls awakened at 1:41 a.m. to begin their Easter celebration. The moon was so bright, they thought it was dawn. We sent them back to bed but they struggled to return to sleep. Egg hunting had them more excited than Christmas.

Around 6:15 is when they arose. They tore through the house finding strategically hidden eggs. They get the biggest thrill out of finding eggs in places like daddy's shoe, the flour, in the paws of their stuffed dog, and on the leaves of a plant. They were in a fantastic, happy mood all day.

This year is the first in a long time that I find myself struggling with religion. I've accepted it and participated in religion in the past. This year I just have lost my way. The main problem is that we are in an area that doesn't allow for intelligent discussion about God. They work on the basis of fear of hell and damnation. Every church I've been to in the past 4 years (when we moved here) has had the same theme: convert everyone you know to Christianity, accept Jesus as your personal savior or burn for all eternity, and be happy knowing that when you die you will be in heaven. Little is said about what we can do to better the world "now" or how we should behave toward one another "now" or how to be kind, generous, loving, forgiving, understanding...you know, like Jesus was. I just can't stomach it so I have given up...for how long, I can't say.

I just can't bear to be part of that.

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