Being here in the home has been a heart changer.
Working (and I do mean working) within these walls….with these littles hot on my heels all the live long day – it forces change in a woman.
And it forces you to stare your current calling square in the face to figure out how in the world you are going to sanely walk through your every day.
Especially if you are going to walk it well.
It’s been a unique season for me in this regard…..
Our work car has finally called it quits – leaving this family of five with one vehicle. And leaving me with no way out most days.
If you had told me that I would spend a season of my at-home life without a car – without a way to escape the confines of the house….I would have fallen a part.
No throwing the kids in their car seats and driving around for a while just to get a change of scenery, no quick runs to grab lunch on the go, no unplanned trips to the grocery store to grab that missing ingredient, no shopping trips during the day, no surprise trips to the park across town, no taking leave on a whim.
But….
a peculiar thing has happened in the place of all those outings.
I had felt it fleetingly before…..I had ran my hands across the fabric of it admiring its sturdy and smooth ways donned on others- but I’ve actually grabbed hold of it my own self and am wearing it now. Owning it now.
Couple no car – with the cranked neck – with the up-in-the-airness our family currently feels…..
and somehow, someway you find…….
Contentment?
Yes.
I’ve settled into this season…. and I’ve found satisfaction in it…..
….in the behind the scenes, nobody knows or recognizes….daily grind of a stay at home mother.
And just think…..it only took me seven years.
It only took over half of a decade for me to truly embrace and take hold of my vocation.
And it wasn’t me who decided to buck up or bow out, even…..
At the start of the year I felt the Lord hounding me on homemaking. In a gentle God-like way – in a ‘it’s good for me’ way….
And so upon his sweet prompting – I made it my year’s quest to hone in on all things home.
While it has certainly come under attack….and while it has had its maddening struggles….and while I do….daily….have moments where I barely keep my head above the water line…
There’s a constant contentedness that abounds here now.
If you’re like me….and you hold down the fort day in and day out (or by all means – even if you don’t!)….and you want to walk in this mom calling upright and well….
Perhaps you’ll want to nestle in with me here on the blog spot next week? – to take a look at some resources, some stories, some women – that have walked the homemaker road high and swell.
As for now….
I hear the three blondes stirring on the other side of the thin rent house wall my desk leans up against….
