Sunday, February 24, 2013

what mama did.

I got this beautiful idea from a blogger I follow and enjoy very much. She posted this as a series and then invited her readers to share what their mama's did and link up to her site. I didn't link up, but loved the idea and wanted to share. If you have the time, definitely read her guest writers posts. 

What Mama Did: The Homemaking. 

I used to ask my Mom when I was a kid, "Mom, what did you want to be when you grew up?" And she would always answer the same, "I wanted to be exactly what I am: a homemaker." 

The ways my Mom has loved her husband and her four kids has always been in the little things, the thankless tasks that go unnoticed. She kept a clean and tidy home, made sure dinner was on the table, made beds, did what I'm sure was endless loads laundry for a family of six, signed field trip slips, got the lunch money ready. She did it with ease and with a cheerful heart. 

I remember countless afternoons standing next to the kitchen counter while she chopped or stirred, telling her about my day and all the dramas of my young life. If I was telling her a story while she was making beds or tidying rooms, she'd say, "Follow me while you talk." and I'd set out around the house with her, talking and listening all the while her hands busy with her task. She loved us in the everyday. She wove advice and prayers in between loads of laundry. She ministered to us while she set the table. She answered tough questions and spoke grace over our lives while she drove us to and from activities. For my Mom, making a home and faithful instruction were seamless. 

And in doing that, in loving us by making a home, she taught me a few things. She taught me about what it looks like to be the woman of the house, to make my own home; to entertain and to create a space where people feel loved. She taught me about being servant-hearted, about doing the things that need to get done even if you aren't going to get thank for it. She taught me a little bit about feminism, about my freedom to chose a career or to stay at home, and has always encouraged me that neither choice is more or less worthwhile than the other.

What my Mama did was make a home and so much more. 

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