Godly Homemaking wisdom for a peaceful and joyous home life. . ..
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"After Laura and Mary had washed and wiped the dishes, swept the floor, made their bed, and dusted, they settled down with their books. But the house was so cozy and pretty that Laura kept looking up at it."
- Laura Ingalls Wilder
Human Frailty of the Godly Soul
"The life of Luther might suffice to give a thousand instances, and he was by no means of the weaker sort. His great spirit was often in the seventh heaven of exultation, and as frequently on the borders of despair. His very deathbed was not free from tempests, and he sobbed himself into his last sleep like a greatly wearied child."
"As for her, like most women, she had but one ambition. To be a good wife and a good mother, and to be beloved by her husband and children, was all she asked. [She was] a busy, affectionate, cheerful little housewife, whose voice would never be heard in the streets, but whose memory would always live in a few faithful hearts."
- Elizabeth Prentiss, 1800's.
A married woman who stays home. This is a lifelong vocation. It is an old-fashioned term, and something to be proud of. Not a "domestic engineer." Not a "home manager." An old fashioned housewife, who keeps the home, and abides there. - Mrs. White
I cooked and cleaned and baked yesterday. I spent most of the day in the kitchen. I listened to Crooners and Gospel music by the Kingsmen. I polished the stove and the counters. I enjoyed making a home.
But then I got tired. I am amazed that I kept my patience with the teenagers. You know how when you get overtired you are easily irritated? Well, I just smiled and then decided I would go take a break. My attitude during the entire day was calm and I was grateful!
I made a big pan of lasagna and then washed more dishes. Yes, I could have asked for help, but I was enjoying my work. I had the younger children busy with other chores and then I was delighted to see them busy with reading or other fun projects. I was happy to see them happy!
I wanted to make a meatloaf and side dishes for the next day. So I got started on that. The sun was going down. I had worked hard all day. My back was starting to hurt, but I was praying and grateful that I had labors so that I would dearly appreciate my rest.
Then the trial came. . . Mr. White had been sleeping. He woke up and came into the kitchen. Now, normally I run in the other direction when he wakes up because he is very grumpy, until he is fully awake. (smiles) But I had the timer set and supper was almost ready. I was finishing up some dishes and getting the table ready. I left the room for just a minute and then came back to find him using the microwave. That's fine, but I was using the microwave for the timer. So, being the foolish woman that I am, I asked quietly, "Honey, how many minutes were left on the timer?" (smiles). He blew up at me. Big surprise. I tried to soothe him by saying, "That's okay, don't worry about it." And went back to my dishes - back to my work. He left the room. After a little while he came back and said he was sorry, and was so kind. We agreed never to talk again when he first wakes up. (smiles) He knows how irrational and mean he can be when he is not fully awake.
The rest of the evening went very well. . except Mr. White was extra sweet. I did more dishes, finished the meatloaf dinner and served everyone. I told them we had ice cream sandwiches for later. They were all happy with the delicious food. I had slaved all day with a happy heart and this is the work I am thrilled to do - Taking care of my family and nurturing and nourishing them.