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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
When my children were very young, we watched a program on VHS called, "Shalom Shabbat." It was adorable and starred Topol (from "Fiddler on the Roof"). He was an older gentleman who visited a school to celebrate the Sabbath with the students. He was able to enjoy the Sabbath meal with one of the families. There are a variety of segments, which show us the different foods served in different countries and cultures. There are also very short and precious stories using "clay type - cartoon" people. It was a delightful program.
One segment that struck me was this little boy, sitting on the synagogue steps. There were Hebrew letters all around him and he was puzzled. The Rabbi, on his way into the synagogue, noticed the boy and his dilemma. He announced to the congregation that the service would be delayed. He told them about the young boy, saying that time was needed for the letters to reach heaven and form into a prayer.
Sometimes, in our own prayer life, we don't always know what to say. At other times, we may be so overcome by the trials and pain in our lives, that a prayer is agonizing and exhausting. What this boy and Rabbi teach us is that we don't always have to say something in our prayers. There are times we are so weary and dumbfounded, that it is a precious blessing to just sit at the Master's feet, mute, and be comforted. God knows what we would have said, or what we need. . . He understands.