I was thinking to myself today as I was sweeping the kitchen floor, “Housekeeper…. I’m pretty sure this is not what I grew up envisioning my job would be.” And then I smiled to myself with my next thought. “There is no better job for me, because this is the one God has called me to.”
It’s funny that the job I ended up in–Homemaker–is the one I least purposefully trained for throughout my school years. My mom definitely did her part in teaching my sister and me to keep a home and to feed a family, but I was so wrapped up in what my life was and what I thought it would one day be that I didn’t have more than just a temporal perspective on that “homemaker training.” I was always so busy with school and activities and so driven by success and goals that I didn’t see doing my laundry or helping with the cooking and cleaning as anything more than me just doing my part as a member of the family.
Then, when I went to college, my focus obviously remained on my education more than on the prospect of me one day being a wife and mother. I was majoring in Accounting with a plan to go on to Law school, and though I knew that wouldn’t mesh well with my other plan to some day stay home with my children, I didn’t really allow myself to think about it. I had always been a good student and an achiever, so it was hard for me to envision myself being anything other than a successful career woman.
Of course, when I met Travis and knew I wanted to marry him, I was forced to confront what my future might realistically look like. I admitted to myself that maybe Law school wasn’t a good idea given my desire to be a stay-at-home mom; and in the midst of my junior year of college, a devastating battle with dystonia, a loss of peace with my current path, and lots of prayer, I quit college with only three semesters left to go.
Just over two years later, I was nine months into my marriage and delivering our first baby–a far cry from being a first year Law student! Am I okay with that? Yes. There isn’t a day that goes by that doesn’t find me thankful for our ability for me to not be an income earner. Far more important to me than the degree and the career-oriented success I had thought I wanted (maybe even needed) is being where God wants me to be and where my family needs me to be: at home.
“Housekeeper.” I thought to myself. “It may seem menial, but it’s a high calling for sure.”
Teach the young women to be keepers at home. (from Titus 2:3-5, KJV)