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Welcome to my world!
I hope you’ll stay.
Since Father’s love changed me
I have something to say.
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The One who loves me,
See, He also loves you
The things He’s done for me
He will do for you, too.
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So come with me
As I follow the Lamb
Wherever He goes.
My life’s in His hand.
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I trust Him and follow Him
No matter the cost.
Without His great love for me
I would be lost.
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The words that you find here
I hope will breathe life.
In each day and moment
You’ll find His delight.
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For surely His love for you
Is greater than you know.
Come with me now
To His presence we’ll go.
P.M.D.
Changed By Love and Still Changing
York, Pennsylvania 2011
Katy, Texas 2012
Mary Jo Peckham Park
Katy, TX 2013 Mary Jo Peckham Park
Katy, TX Honey Farm, 2014
Katy, TX Honey Farm, 2015
Katy, TX – MKT Railroad Park Caboose and Depot, 2017
Katy, TX – Heritage Park, 2020
Hi, I’m Penney Douglas. I have been married to my precious husband for 36 years. We have been exceedingly and abundantly blessed with 10 children. They all belong to me and my husband. And to think that I was afraid I would never get married! I got a late start (married at 25 and first child at 27), but I guess late bloomers can blossom profusely once they get started.
I blog for several reasons. I like to keep a record of what we’re doing in our homeschooling and share ideas for other homeschoolers or moms who like to work and play with their kids. I try to encourage families to keep Christ first in their homes so they can be all that they were made to be. I want to help others to draw closer to God. I hope to glorify God and give Him praise for all that He does for us.
I am constantly learning, changing and growing. Sometimes I feel like a beginner even though I’ve been a Christian since I was 4 years old and I’ve been homeschooling for about 27 years. And I’ve been living for __ years (long enough!).
But the Lord has been faithful to keep me and my family on an upward climb drawing nearer to Him in spite of our weaknesses and mistakes.
He has led us on a crooked path across the United States and back and then some. (From Ohio to Kansas City to Arizona to Colorado, back to Kansas City to Illinois to Pennsylvania and now to Texas!) We are still looking for that place to call home. We hope to find it before the oldest chicks are ready to fly from the nest! But our desire is that they land somewhere near us even when that time comes.
We are believing God for miracles of provision. We have already seen many. We suffered the loss of our home 19 years ago. Now we live in a different state, and my husband is making more money than ever before. But the money is beside the point. What God did in each of our hearts, convincing us of His reality and His love for us, is worth more than all of the houses or money in the world. But now He has enabled us to help others in need, and we are grateful for the opportunity to bless others.
Our children are truly gifts from God. They learn from us and teach us so much. I would never have known even a fraction of how much God loves me if I had never had the opportunity to be a mother to my precious children. They are teaching me even more as they grow in wisdom and understanding and we share together what the Lord is teaching us.
Family was God’s idea. Marriage was His idea. God has good ideas. His ideas work.
He wants our families to be training grounds for children (and adults) to learn His ways and right ways of relating to God and to people. We learn how to die to ourselves when others are dependent on us, and when we have to learn to get along with the people around us in order to experience peace and harmony. The rough edges are rubbed off as we care enough to be honest with each other and humble ourselves to receive correction even from those younger than ourselves.
God created us because He wanted a family. That’s more than a trite saying. He created us in His image so that He could have sons and daughters that would look like Him, act like Him and love Him. He wanted to be a father.
He created you so He could love you. Receive His love for you. Let Him be your Daddy.
Why I Chose to Homeschool – 30 Years Ago
Why I Chose to Homeschool – 30 Years Ago
When my oldest son, Shawn, was just a year old, I had no idea the path God would gently lead me down.
I first heard about homeschooling while listening to Focus on the Family. Dr. James Dobson was interviewing Dr. Raymond Moore, and something about their conversation stirred my heart. It sounded intriguing – peaceful, even purposeful – but if I’m being honest, I didn’t think I could do it. I didn’t know a single person who homeschooled. It felt like something “other people” did… not me.
But God had a way of bringing what felt distant right into my everyday life.
Not long after, we began attending a new church, and to my surprise, it was filled with homeschooling families. Suddenly, what once felt unfamiliar became visible and real. These weren’t just ideas on a radio program – these were real families, living it out day by day.
Before becoming a mom, I had been a first-grade teacher. So as I listened to the ideas shared on that broadcast, something inside me quietly agreed. I had seen the classroom from the inside. I knew the challenges. I had watched children spend most of their day with other children, often picking up immature behaviors instead of being guided by maturity. I had seen how classrooms sometimes had to move at the pace of the lowest common denominator, leaving little room for children to truly soar.
And I understood the subtle shift that can happen – how children can begin to look more to their peers and teachers for direction than to their own parents.
So when I saw families who were choosing something different, something more intentional, I was drawn to it.
What truly captured my heart, though, was the beauty of the families themselves.
This church didn’t just have a few homeschoolers—they had a support group led by the pastor and his wife. There was community, encouragement, and shared purpose. I saw children who were respectful and joyful. I saw families who were close – truly enjoying one another.
And deep down, I knew… this is what I want.
I wanted to be with my children. I wanted to pour into them—not just in the margins of the day, but in the everyday moments that shape their hearts and lives. I loved teaching, and I didn’t want to give that up—but I also didn’t want to give up being present in my children’s lives.
Homeschooling felt like the best of both worlds.
As time went on, I began doing homeschool assessments for families in our group. That gave me a front-row seat to what homeschooling really looked like. I became familiar with different curricula, teaching styles, and approaches. And the more I saw, the more I loved it.
It wasn’t just about academics.
It was about relationships.
It was about character.
It was about a lifestyle that nurtured both learning and family.
And somewhere along the way, what once felt uncertain became completely settled in my heart:
Homeschooling wasn’t just something I could do…
It was something I wanted to do—wholeheartedly.
In fact, I knew it was the only way I wanted my children to be educated.
When You Feel Like You’re Falling Behind as a Mom (But You’re Not)
When You Feel Like You’re Falling Behind as a Mom (But You’re Not)
Have you ever ended the day feeling like you didn’t quite measure up?
Like somehow… other moms are doing this better than you?
More organized. More patient. More present. More something.
And meanwhile, you’re just trying to keep up.
If that’s you, I want you to know—you’re not alone. And you’re not failing.
Constant Comparison to Other Moms
Comparison has a quiet way of sneaking in.
Sometimes it looks like scrolling through social media and seeing beautifully organized homeschool rooms, peaceful morning baskets, and children who seem perfectly attentive.
Other times, it’s more subtle—watching another mom in your circle and thinking:
She’s so much better at this than I am.
You start to measure yourself:
- Your homeschool vs. hers
- Your home vs. hers
- Your patience vs. hers
- Your spiritual leadership vs. hers
And without even realizing it, you begin to feel like you’re falling short.
But here’s what we often forget:
You’re comparing your real, everyday life to someone else’s highlight reel—or even just a small glimpse of their story.
You don’t see their hard days.
Their doubts.
Their struggles.
Comparison doesn’t tell the truth—it distorts it.
Overwhelm from Daily Responsibilities
Motherhood is not just one job—it’s many.
You’re:
- making meals
- managing schedules
- teaching (especially in homeschool life)
- caring for emotional needs
- cleaning, organizing, planning
And the list never really ends.
By the time the day is over, you’re exhausted… but somehow still feel like there’s more you should have done.
There’s little space left to:
- sit quietly
- think clearly
- spend time being spiritually filled
And that constant pouring out without being poured into?
It leads to deep overwhelm.
Not just physical—but emotional and spiritual.
Guilt That You’re Not Doing “Enough” or Doing It “Right”
This is the quiet pressure so many moms carry.
You second-guess your choices:
- Should I be using a different curriculum?
- Am I spending enough time with each child?
- Was I too impatient today?
- Am I doing this the “right” way?
It feels like there’s always a better method, a better system, a better version of you that you just haven’t reached yet.
So you carry this low, constant guilt.
Like you’re always a step behind where you should be.
Always needing to be:
- more organized
- more intentional
- more patient
- more everything
But here’s the truth that often gets lost:
There is no perfect formula for motherhood.
Why These Feelings Run So Deep
These struggles—comparison, overwhelm, guilt—they don’t come from nowhere.
They’re often rooted in something deeper:
A belief that your worth is tied to your performance.
A belief that if you could just do more or be better, you would finally feel peace.
But that kind of peace never lasts.
Because it’s built on pressure… not truth.
What If You’re Not Falling Behind at All?
What if the problem isn’t that you’re failing…
What if it’s that you’re measuring yourself by the wrong standard?
God never asked you to:
- be like every other mom
- run your home like someone else
- carry everything perfectly
He simply asked you to be faithful with what He’s given you.
Your children.
Your home.
Your season.
Not hers.
Yours.
God’s View of You Changes Everything
When you begin to see yourself the way God sees you, something shifts.
You’re not:
- behind
- failing
- “not enough”
You are:
- chosen for your children
- equipped for your role
- seen in every hidden moment
Even the ones no one else notices.
Even the ones that feel small.
You Don’t Have to Carry This Alone
If you’ve been stuck in comparison…
If you feel overwhelmed and stretched thin…
If guilt has been quietly weighing you down…
I created something just for you.
✨ “You Are Not ‘Just a Mom’: 5 Truths God Says About Your Role”
This gentle, Scripture-rooted mini devotional will help you:
- release comparison
- quiet the pressure to “do more”
- reconnect with your identity in Christ
- find peace in the role God has given you
It’s like a deep breath for your heart in the middle of a full life.
👉 Download your free devotional here
A Final Word for Today
You are not behind.
You are not failing.
And you are not alone in feeling this way.
You are a mom doing meaningful, eternal work—even on the messy, overwhelming, imperfect days.
And that?
That matters more than you know.
You Are Not “Just a Mom”: When Motherhood Feels Invisible, Heavy, and Small
You Are Not “Just a Mom”: When Motherhood Feels Invisible, Heavy, and Small
There are moments in motherhood that feel quiet… unseen… even forgotten.
Not the big milestone moments – the ones we take pictures of and share – but the ordinary, everyday pouring out of ourselves that no one seems to notice.
If you’ve ever wondered, “Does what I’m doing even matter?”- this is for you.
Feeling Invisible and Unappreciated
There was a season when I felt this deeply.
Gary was gone all day at work, and I was home with little ones – sweet, precious, but not exactly great conversationalists. Most days, I didn’t talk to another adult at all.
And no one was saying, “You’re doing a good job.”
Even when Gary came home, he couldn’t fully see what my day had been like or how I was feeling. Not because he didn’t care – but because it’s hard to understand something you’re not in the middle of.
So I carried that quiet weight:
Unseen. Unnoticed. Unappreciated.
I felt like I had almost disappeared from the outside world… like I had stepped out of society for a while.
Looking back, I realize something I didn’t understand then:
I needed connection. I needed a friend or two to do life with.
But more than that – I needed to remember that just because my work was unseen, it was not insignificant.
Believing the Lie That You Are “Just a Mom”
I used to say it without even thinking:
“I’m just a mom.”
Maybe you’ve said that too.
I think, for me, it came from comparison. I had been a teacher before. That role felt measurable, visible, and valued.
Motherhood? It felt… ordinary.
Unimpressive.
Like I should be doing something more – something that required a special skill or brought in an income or earned recognition.
But here’s the truth I didn’t see then:
The world measures worth one way.
God measures it another.
And motherhood? It is not small work.
It is shaping hearts.
It is building lives.
It is eternal.
Losing Your Identity in Motherhood
For a long time, I didn’t just feel like a mom… I was a mom.
That was my identity.
A homeschool mom, specifically.
And somewhere along the way, I even placed that role above being a wife. I had to come back to the foundation of it all – my marriage, my relationship with my husband.
But even deeper than that, I had to wrestle with this question:
Who am I, really?
Because when everything revolves around meeting everyone else’s needs, it’s easy to lose sight of yourself.
I would sometimes look at other women and feel… less than.
They seemed more polished.
More accomplished.
More put together.
And yet, deep in my heart?
I loved being a mom.
That was never the problem.
The problem was that I had forgotten where my true identity came from.
The Root of It All: A Misplaced Identity
When we feel invisible…
When we believe we’re “just a mom”…
When we lose ourselves in the daily giving…
It often traces back to one thing:
We’ve forgotten who God says we are.
We start defining ourselves by:
- what we accomplish
- what others notice
- how we compare
Instead of anchoring ourselves in truth.
What God Says About Your Role (This Changes Everything)
What if your role as a mother wasn’t random?
What if it wasn’t lesser?
What if it was… chosen?
Chosen children.
Chosen mother.
Chosen assignment.
Not accidental. Not insignificant.
Intentional.
When you begin to see your motherhood through that lens, everything shifts:
- The unseen moments matter
- The ordinary becomes meaningful
- The quiet sacrifices feel purposeful
You Were Never “Just” a Mom
There is no “just” about what you do.
You are:
- nurturing hearts
- shaping character
- creating a home
- pointing your children toward truth
That is sacred work.
Even on the days when no one thanks you.
Even on the days when it feels small.
If You’ve Been Feeling This Way… I Want to Help You
If you’re tired of feeling unseen…
If you’ve believed the lie that you’re “just a mom”…
If you’re longing to reconnect with who you are in Christ…
I created something just for you.
✨ “You Are Not ‘Just a Mom’: 5 Truths God Says About Your Role”
It’s a gentle, Scripture-rooted mini devotional designed to help you:
- feel seen and known
- reconnect with your identity in Christ
- release comparison and pressure
- remember that your work truly matters
This is the encouragement I wish I had in those early years.
👉 Download your free copy here
Final Encouragement
You may feel invisible right now…
But you are not unseen.
Not by God.
And not in the story He is writing through your life and your children.
What you are doing matters—more than you know.
Letting Go of the Public School Mindset (Again) – Safe Haven News December
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Homeschool Burnout Got You Down? – Safe Haven News November
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"Oh that God would give every mother a vision of the glory and splendor of the work that is given to her when a babe is placed in her bosom to be nursed and trained! Could she have but one glimpse in to the future of that life as it reaches on into eternity; could she look into its soul to see its possibilities; could she be made to understand her own personal responsibility for the training of this child, for the development of its life, and for its destiny,--she would see that in all God's world there is no other work so noble and so worthy of her best powers, and she would commit to no other's hands the sacred and holy trust given to her." -JR Miller






