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A LETTER FROM A HOUSEWIFE

I am a housewife. I say that proudly. It is the most honorable job a woman can hold. I RAISED UP my children, they did not belong to gangs or carry guns, they had no fear, they were and are courageous. They are loving, understanding, happy. They have honor and are generous. They are bold and they are of gentle spirit. The boys and girls, alike, would stand toe to toe with any man and after stiking a blow, deserved or not, would be all apologies for having behaved so dasteredly. They have dignity. They know the difference between right and wrong, they are just.

My children were my most precious jewels. I polished, molded, honed, and shaped them. I protected them, loved them, and gave them everything of myself. Not at any time, in the past, nor will there be any time in the future, when I could be more proud of them all, than at this moment in time. They are RAISING UP their most precious jewels just as I did. They brought into the family four mates, which are also like my own. I could not be prouder of them either. And all of them have furnished me with a total of fourteen grand children. All more precious jewels than the jewels that came before. Oh, yes, I am filled with admiration for these my priceless jewels.

I SERVED my husband. The Lord gave me a husband who all through the years labored long hard hours to provide for our children. He worked from before dawn till the sun went down. He worked away from home, when that was where the money could be found. If we needed him no amount of miles could separate him from us. He would come home.

We are not rich, as far as money goes, sometimes we are down right broke. However, all our needs have always been met and usually much more.

I watch my tall, lanky sons carrying around their sons and daughters and tears gather in my eyes for here is what God has given me, joy, laughter, love, honor, praise, and generations of children of honor.

Will it matter to anyone that I gave my all. That the gypsy in me had to be quiet and still. I could no longer roam and wander as is my nature but instead build a nest. That all the generations who follow will be honorable men and women and that it was my obedience to the Lord that brought this into being? It mattered to me. It mattered to my God. Is their anyone else it should matter to?

My Lord sacrificed all for me. I sacrificed all for my children and for Him. I did as I was bid, I raised my young up in the Lord, I taught them the way they should go. And whatever the price to myself it was worth it.

Do I have a single regret? No. Not one. I go to bed at night knowing I was obedient and I did the job the Lord set before me. I ran the race. And by His grace, I ran it well. Did I desire to have a career? Absolutely not, not ever, there was no room for a career, my jewels were far too precious. They're future was far, far, far, more important!

What do I plan to do with myself now that they are grown and gone? The same thing I did when I realized I was going to be a mother. I didn't plan it. It just happened and so I put on my walking shoes, laced them up, put on my gloves and got down to the job at hand. The future is, as always, in the Lord's hands. He beckons, I obey. Where we go now is up to Him.

Am I happy and fulfilled. Yes, in a way that only women who have walked here could possibly understand. Nothing in this world could have fulfilled me more, no amount of money, no great career, not even a great movie romance. I have everything a woman could possible desire. Most women only guess at what it is they desire or want or think they desire or want. I have had it and so I recognize it. God created me for a purpose and I couldn't be more fulfilled, than having done, that, which I was created to do.


Gypsy Grandma


As unknown and yet well known;
as dying and behold, we live;
as chastened, and not killed;
as sorrowful, yet always rejoicing;
as poor, yet making many rich;
as having nothing and yet possessing all things.
2 Corinthians 6:9-10
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