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Inspiration For Homemakers.

 



A Housewife's Day


I can make many rules

I can make many lists

as I go about my day


I can get very busy

doing this and that

as I stick to my complex way


I can order and shout

and boss and stress

as my nerves begin to fray!


Or I can do things 

the better way:

give all to the Lord and

remember to pray:

be filled with His Spirit 

as he leads me each day




Bad Day



Complaining and grumbling 

I do my chores

rattling the cups

and slamming the doors.

My manner isn't very nice

as I chop the onions

and rinse the rice

I forget to smile and forget to pray

as I rush to and fro 

I spoil my day.

Once more like Martha, I point out

that no one helps

I stress and pout.

'Til finally I hear His voice -

remember Mary

and her better choice?




To The Younger Women



I know it isn't easy,

to go against the flow

to submit to your husband

and to stay at home

to love your children 

and put down your phone


I know it isn't easy

to live a holy life

to love your man

and keep your house clean

to train and cook

not be bossy or mean


I'm here to tell you

I know, I know

 but that Jesus will help you

just give it a go


Repent and lay down every part

He will guide you and strengthen your heart.


p.i.H.H



"Bid the older women similarly to be reverent and devout in their deportment as becomes those engaged in sacred service, not slanderers or slaves to drink. They are to give good counsel and be teachers of what is right and noble.

So that they will wisely train the young women to be sane and sober of mind (temperate, disciplined) and to love their husbands and their children.

To be self-controlled, chaste, home-makers, good-natured, (kindhearted), adapting and subordinating themselves to their husbands, that the Word of God may not be exposed to reproach (blasphemed or discredited.)


Titus 2:3-5

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