If you desire to be a great homemaker, you must:
- always have a perfectly clean house
- always make homemade food from scratch, using the finest ingredients
- keep your closets wonderfully organized
- have perfectly behaved children (who never have crusty boogers on their sleeves)
- never run out of toilet paper
No pressure.
Drop kick it with me, friends! I despise these expectations we think others are putting on us that we most likely are really putting on ourselves.
The real definition of a great homemaker:
- Loves her family {check}
- Feeds her family {constantly}
- Can close the closet doors {thankfully}
- Relies on God’s grace while raising children {unceasingly}
- Picks up cheese and apples while she’s making a slightly panicked toilet paper run {might as well be efficient}
Want to see what I made my family for our Sunday Dinner today?
It’s a take-and-bake pizza from the store. Couldn’t I have made a homemade pizza? Well sure if I….wait – you know what? NO. I couldn’t. That’s why I bought the pizza. Our weekend has been so full of awesome fun, unexpected appliance break-downs (the washing machine and the dishwasher in the same day, really?), oodles of guests, and because it’s springtime – soccer games. If we were going to make it to church and soccer games today with food in our bellies and a mama who had at least gotten a few hours sleep, lunch was either going to be a package of raw, frozen hamburger – or a store bought pizza. We went with the pizza. (You’re welcome, kids.)
Does great homemaking always mean “make it homemade?”
So let’s consider: Since I bought a pizza from the store to feed my family for lunch, am I a homemaking failure? Since my new/used washing machine just got installed yesterday and I have yet to use it or clean up the mess the delivery guys left all the way down the stairs while they took out the old washer, am I a homemaking failure? Since my dishwasher was broken and I pulled out the paper plates for our company on Saturday morning, am I a homemaking failure?
Sigh. I’m pretty sure I am. Woe is me. I failed to be perfect. I may as well throw in the (dirty) towel.
Or not.
Homemaking is homemaking – no matter what it looks like. My heart is for God and for my family. I always work hard and do my best. Today, my best looked like a store bought pizza. Today, I blessed my family by feeding them, worshiping with them, and cheering them on at soccer. Joyfully, I have a case of toilet paper on hand so that I can check that off my list of mama emergencies.
Homemakers…unite! Bring your imperfections, your crusty nosed kids, your broken appliances, and your unmade beds. Be empowered to keep on doing what God is calling you to do. Keep working hard, loving your families, and rocking this homemaking thing.
And if my closet door is ever open when you come to my house, please look away very quickly and act like you didn’t see a thing.
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