Poor Potsherd
I am a former homeschooler who is married to my first and only husband (so far) and now have three grown children (one in college). I am also a little chary of sharing too much personal information on the internet, because I come from that generation that benightedly expects a bit a privacy while still participating on the internet. We’ll see how that works out.
I am an evangelical Christian, but I promise to hold you only to the lowest standard I myself have been able to achieve. Check out the “What We Believe” link for a full exposition of what “evangelical Christian” means in this context.
I am a chauvinistic native Texan who will most likely offend some readers with my exaltation of all things Texas, but I hope readers will indulge this completely understandable pride. I will try not to provoke others who must live elsewhere to jealousy, as that would be a sin. But I do recommend all homeschoolers study Texas history no matter where you live because you will probably find it more interesting than that of your own state.
I am partial to history and literature and have been known to use math in my real life.
The name “Poor Potsherd” comes from a poem by Gerard Manley Hopkins. We are all Jacks, jokes, and poor potsherds, but in an astounding turn of events, we find ourselves transformed. Here is more about this fabulous poem and what it means.