Story by Ausma Kinney
As I strapped my feet securely into the proper placement of my rowing machine, I prayed that God would guide my thoughts as I exercised. My husband had given me until the end of the day to come up with an answer as to where I thought our oldest, Jessa, should attend high school. We had looked at several schools over the years, and now that she was in eighth grade, we had to make a decision. I pondered over my own experience. Blue Mountain Academy had been a lifechanger for me.