Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Keeper of the Home Finale!!

I hope you have all done some soul searching during our short and sweet Keeper of the Home study these last few weeks. I wanted to leave you with a poem that was given to me years ago and stays close to my heart still to this day. We must remember God's calling on women and that anything short of our best is absolute blasphemy to our Creator. Remember that He has purposed us to take care of our families. No one else can do it, it is our job, our responsibility and what we will one day be accountable for. What an awesome God we serve!! How wonderful it is to think of how highly he thinks of us to leave us in charge of such a task. It is amazing to me and I want to do everything I can to glorify Him in all that I do. This poem, I think says, what is probably in each of our hearts, but sometimes gets shoved to the back when we are tired, aggrevated, or busy. With this being such a high calling and one that can only be accomplished by us...Christian wives and mothers...we simply cannot afford to let these words leave our hearts and minds for long. I hope you enjoy it as I have, and most importantly, I hope you will see ways by the words of this poem that you can change, do better for our God and for your family. I know I sure do every time I read it!!
I woke up early today, excited over all I get to do before the clock strikes midnight.
I have responsibilities to fulfill today. I am important.
My job is to choose what kind of day I am going to have.
Today I can complain because the weather is rainy
or I can be thankful that the grass is getting watered for free.
Today I can feel sad that I don't have more money
or I can be glad that my finances encourage me to plan my purchases wisely
and guide me away from waste.
Today I can grumble about my health
or I can rejoice that I am alive.
Today I can lament over all that my parents didn't give me when I was growing up
or I can feel grateful that they allowed me to be born.
Today I can cry because roses have thorns
or I can celebrate that thorns have roses.
Today I can mourn my lack of friends
or I can excitedly embark upon a quest to discover new relationships.
Today I can wail because I have to go to work or
I can shout for joy because I have a job to do.
I can complain because I have to go to school
or eagerly open my mind and fill it with rich new tidbits of knowledge.
Today I can murmur dejectedly because I have to do housework
or I can feel honoured because the Lord has entrusted His treasures into my care.
Today stretches ahead of me, waiting to be shaped.
And here I am, the sculptor who gets to do the shaping.
What today will be like is up to me.
I get to choose what kind of day I will have!
Author Unknown
And remember, we not only the molder and shaper our days, but as wives and mothers we mold and shape the days of our entire families. Lets leave a legacy of a mother who loves her children and husband, is completely devoted to them, and raises her children to glorify and honor the Lord...just as she does!! And let us always keep the Proverbs 31 and Titus 2 women, close to our hearts!! If you have enjoyed this study, I encourage you to go over to and see all that these ladies have to share on the topic of being a keeper of your home!! You will be amazed and encouraged, I promise!!


  1. Great post!! I always enjoy reading and learning how to be a better mom and wife and homemaker!!

  2. Kellye,
    I think I might finally be figuring out how to blog!!! Your series on being a keeper of the home was great!!! I just read the whole thing and what a great reminder it is to remember our high calling as women. And you are so right, it is all about our hearts. And no matter where the Lord has us, He will equip us with what we need to do what He wants us to do. I hope you enjoy your last two days of being in your 20s-Sorry, I couldn't resist!!! Love you from your OLD pastor's wife!!! Kayce


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