From the earliest I could remember, my mother always did her best to give us a great education. She never trusted or liked the public schools, so decided to homeschool us until we all were 6 years old.
I was always picked on, and naturally hated being there, and almost quit a number of times.
It was not until many years later that I really understood what was being taught. Going to church, I was told that GOD (YAHVAH) created everything in 6 days. In school, I was told that everything came about by chance over a 6 billion year time period.
Because of this, I often hear of parents who have issues with their children saying that they are just not on the same page. Fights erupt, and parent and child are at odds.
This happens because parents are duped into believing that their children need the public school system. For 8 hours per day, 5 days per week, a total stranger is raising our children. Even if we know the person, it is not their responsibility to do so.
As believers, we are supposed to be in charge of our childrens education, and we have been given that duty by our creator. Allowing the state to take this on is not christian, and not going to bring us closer as a family unit.
The intent is to bring the family down, and force parents to accept the state way of education. This causes discord, and confusion, and causes our children to question their faith.
We need to either homeschool them, or form a biblical education center in each city that is headed by a believer.
If we wonder what happened to our children, we can thank the secular education system. LEts remember that we, as believers, need to take charge of their education...
Fed to my bare bones, what more can life offer
But an empty promise, recycled through the ages
Daunted by the constant haunting of death
Lurking in our shadows, as we feebly accumulate
Material wealth to encase the stench of rotting flesh
Neither he nor she, knows the end
As they begin the journey of mortality as infants
Crying the air in, soothing the wrath off the edges
Of the impeding old age fallacy
That this is it, a hoard of material belonging
A sorry state indeed, as our hearts
Unleash the sleeping seeds within
In despair and seeking the formless
To give meaning to the formed
Breaking it down to energy forms of light
Relieving us from the physical burdens
As we sorrow no more