HDIF about the situation concerning Jeanae's school? DYFF.

Dear LORD:

Be with us in the area of Jeanae's education. We need your grace in this matter. She can be very challenging when dealing with school. Also, the education system is a joke. Sorry to put it that way, but there you have it. You know what I mean. Please give us your perfect guidance and will concerning where Jeanae should go to school. Amen!

Dearest Ruth:

Your MEQ today was the cute way you wiggled on the chair when we were in the dining room. You made me laugh!

The way I feel about Jeanae's school is ripped off.

You know. Kind of cheated. Lied to. Sold a bill of goods. If you believe that, I've got some property in Florida... And so forth.

On the one hand we have Cresset which billed itself as a safe, wholesome place for her. And I would have to admit it is safe. A police state is also safe. It seems to be oppressive and stifling as well. Very religious. You get the idea.

I simply am not sure that it is manifestly better than another option. And it is costing us an arm and a leg. Further, we have dealt with Jeanae's bitter disappointment concerning Cresset repeatedly. (Having said that, the day I dropped her off there I told her "Welcome to the World Religious System." So I guess I should not be surprised if that is what she encountered.)

What I want from Cresset is for the staff of the school to be slightly open minded and curious about life. Maybe not to the extent that I am. But still. Not the bigoted, narrow minded, ignorant people that she has encountered.

On the other hand, you have the public education system. You talked to me about how East led our boys down the path of destruction. I heartily agree. You held up Rivermill as an alternative. On that, I respectfully disagree.

My problem with things like Rivermill was not that they were worse than East. It was that they were no better. Rivermill led our boys down the same path. I have no doubt if they had stayed there through their high school years, they would have been the same as now. I saw the seeds of their demise being laid in Rivermill. My move to East was not a move of hope. It was a move of resignation. Why should we spend lots of time and money driving halfway across the state of North Carolina twice a day to send them to a school which is no better than the normal public school in our own neighborhood. Given that Rivermill is a pit of sin as well.

And so it goes with my feelings about education. It is of very questionable benefit. It leads young people into the world of sin and darkness. Every time I try to find a school which claims to be different, it is just the same.

Maybe I am expecting too much.

Like I told you last night. You are forced to surrender your children to an evil system. One in which you have no confidence. Quite the opposite. It would be like sending them to bed every night with a stack of Playboy magazines, a lid of dope, and a fifth of bourbon sitting beside their bed, and wishing them good night while you close the door to their room. Are they going to partake? Would you be able to resist that level of temptation if you were a teenage boy or girl with raging hormones and low emotional maturity? I have enough trouble on my own at the age of 53. I can't imagine what they are going through.

Eventually, they have to deal with the world. It is just a matter of time. One would hope, though, that you could protect them long enough for them to develop some maturity and some armor against the forces of darkness and evil. Throwing them into the public education system is like throwing them to the wolves.

So what should we do? I have no idea. If she gets into DSA, I will be relieved, although I have no doubt that that will create its own set of challenges and disappointments. If not, as is the most likely, then I am completely out of options and very confused.

As well as ripped off.

In terms of a shared experience it is like the feeling we got when getting news concerning the AMT, but this is less intense. This feeling of being ripped off is about a 5. That one was about a million.

Love,
Me