Godly Homemaking wisdom for a peaceful and joyous home life. . ..
"Faint not; the miles to heaven are but few and short." -Samuel Rutherford
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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
Children can give us trouble. Teenagers can drive us crazy. And husbands can sometimes be difficult to bear. Mothers have so much to face each day, that it can be overwhelming. She may want to cower off somewhere and wait for the next "shoe to drop" before she gives up entirely. Or she may even play with the idea of moving out on her own (running away)! When these rough times come, this is when her courage is most needed. This is when her creativity must come into play.
Mother must stand strong and Take Back The Home!
Many horrible things happened to me the last few days. I was devastated by my circumstances and felt powerless to change them. But I finally realized that this is MY home. I am in charge. I am the mistress of this castle and it will be run in a rated G way! (smiles) It is to be a godly home. It is to be a wholesome home. Worldly troubles are not allowed indoors. Rule-breakers will be firmly told not to step over the line, or consequences will keep coming, no matter how weary this mother gets. I decided to take back my home.
First I put on my very favorite Edwardian apron. I wore my prettiest clothes and even a pearl necklace. My mood and my courage require an appropriate uniform to show my authority as the Mother and Housewife of this lovely place.
Next, I turned on my kitchen radio to hear a sermon of my late Uncle, a preacher from rural Alabama. (He passed away in 1995, but many of his sermons had been recorded.) As I listened, I remembered my childhood visits to his country church and the beauty of precious holiness, and godly living. My courage began to soar. I cleaned and made our humble house look lovely.
I set out a game of chess on the parlour table. Teenagers came by and spent hours happily playing together. They were peacefully occupied!
A certain teenager stopped listening to her worldly music. Another began to clean up his messes. The children started to smile and laugh and to, once again, bring joy to our hearts. A grumpy husband cheered up because his wife was suddenly happy again, and devoted to home.
After I spent the morning cleaning and loving my housework, I sat in a parlour chair to rest. Mr. White walked by and smiled at me. He said he was very grateful to have me for his wife.