Servanthood

Dear Mothers,

Oh, I am enjoying having Olivia Jean, 4 years old, to watch each day. (Not weekends.) Yesterday afternoon we went on a picnic. My neighbor friend Linda babysits also, so we all went together. We walked to a park uptown. It's just a short walk of about six blocks. Then later on yesterday, Johnny brought Rose and Romeo to see me. We all had supper. Just goulash. John needed to pick up his lawn mower. Olivia enjoyed playing with the grand kids. I am so surprised that Olivia entertains herself in the mornings and I can write. I thought I would have to do all of my writings about 5:00 in the morning before Olivia got here. But I guess I can still write as usual.

Well, Poor OLD Aunt Toot is coming for a visit this afternoon. I am makin' coffee. I made goulash earlier, as Dan may stop by later. I want to write soon on obedience. Well, I will write a bit now on it.

Dear Mothers of the Home. Good Morning! Praise the Lord for another day to cook and bake and sew. To submit to our husbands and to care for our precious children.

Lately I have thought of the organized church and the discernment has been so turned up in my heart. The Lord has told me things that are scary. I didn't want to write it all down. I thought, "Wow, I am never going to tell that on the email!" I tried to forget it. But now, as I stand here writing, I wonder why I can't forget it.

The word "Christian" means little Christs, and the Lord calls us Christian Mothers to live a life of self denial. He calls us to buckle our flesh down with His word. He calls us to lay down the flesh and let the Holy Spirit have a free realm to walk in.

And how do we do this? We submit to our husbands. We submit to our callings as Keepers at Home. And, as we are casting down the "I want" within us, the Holy Spirit is free to make a home through us. As we say "No" to our hands and yield our hands to the rightoeusness of the mixing bowl, we say "No" to satan and "Yes" to God.

I think we kinda get off the mark sometimes with our homemaking. I know I do. Then I get discouraged and think, "Well, I goofed again" and then I don't want to get back up. I think, "What's the use? I will never show a pattern of good works, as I keep falling."

Well, sometimes the Lord calls ya out of your homemaking for a time, and then ya just stay out there. Like duh? We don't go back in. Well, we must be normally into our homemaking ... day to day, I mean ... and if the Lord calls us out for a time, we shouldn't make a religion out of it. Just get back with the program.

Don't ya know, dear kitchen saints, that it is very romantic to make things from scratch for your beloved and his seeds? To have a home that is a love nest and to live out of your own garden. To plant seeds in your private garden and to delight your husband with the flowers you grew in your flower bed and set on the table.

It's a feeling of back to the land ... back to what is real and natural. To set a table with what you have grown yourself in your garden is a very romantic, creative display of love for your husband.

We all get discouraged at times with our homemaking. And the scriptures say in Proverbs 14:1 ... EVERY wise woman builds her home and the foolish plucketh it down with their hands. The scriptures, in Romans 6, speak of yielding our members to righteousness ... our members being our flesh ... like our hands and feet and minds.