Raising kids and education

Until my 8th grade I studied in CSI Ewarts. A matriculation syllabus school. I was a bright student. No complaints etc.
for my 9the we had to move to Bangalore. I studied in Bishop cotton girls for one year . Later that same year my dad moved to Muscat. And we followed at the end of the academic year. So 10th grade in muscat - Indian school Oman. CBSE syllabus.  I started playing academic catch up then. When I started 9th grade I had missed the coaching and special classes that was mandatory for the student in the 8th grade break. And when I went to the 10th grade in muscat, they had already finished the syllabus in 9th grade and were revising for the entire academic year. I had no idea what was going on.
When my dad came to school to urge the teachers to help, they said she doesn’t ask doubts. When I would ask they said come for tuitions to my house. At the same time, our home life was a mess, trying to get used to a new country, making friends, fitting in and the worst blow of all. My mom was so sick that she became 32 kgs. No one could find out what was wrong. They had to fly her to India. She was in CMC for almost 6 months. In the mean time until dad came home from work I had to be with my little brother. Ruling out every day tuitions. I went on weekends. But I remember all those teachers just shouting at me. Because I can never catch up like this.
Finally my marks caught up with me. In 10th I just passed in all my subjects. Everyone called me dumb and said it was a miracle.
My dad didn’t choose to move around so much, the situation he was in it was either move and get a promotion or become unemployed. I know how much each one of us went through with all the juggling about.
By the end of 10th grade I was depressed and dejected. I came back to India for my 11 and 12th. I forced my parents to let me come back here. I studied in a boarding school. But I was already termed the dumb kid and it followed me everywhere I went.
So when it came to my children I spend hours on my knees asking God for direction because I didn’t want my children to suffer. I didn’t want them to get lost or fall through the cracks of a system that was ever shifting.
And when the holy spirit ministered to me about this. Some profound things imparted to me were.....
Daniel, Shadrach, Meshac and Abednego.
They didn’t just have to compete with the best, they had to be the best, and it wasn’t because of peer pressure or family needs. Their very lives depended on it.
But how they did it was what pleases God.
From the get go, they knew they were set apart, they knew that no matter who they competed with or what position they were given they would do exceeding above and beyond because they were working for the most high God.
They did their due diligence....  Their hard work was rewarded because they also knew the importance of asking God.

What they were meant to do?
How?
When?
Why?
They ask God to be their strategic guide in and through it all.
The only two non negotiables in their lives were whom their God was and how they worshiped HIM.
How often do we as parents ask GOD these questions regarding our children before we consider their education.
Are we teaching our children to have these basic principles as non- negotiable, of who their GOD is and how important worshipping HIM in consistence is......
My children study in a catholic school that gives all religions equal importance. It is supposed to be following the Cambridge curriculum. But the system they finally ended up following is one very similar to the CBSE system. Even the smallest of things in school used to get me so upset. But again the holy spirit taught me to pray for my children. Where ever they go their teachers favour them. And our stance on GOD does not change no matter what. Not for international Yoga day or anything else.
And God has been faithful in blessing our children.