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The Homemaker

Meg

“In the same way, older women are to be reverent in behavior, not slanderers, not addicted to much wine. They are to teach what is good, so they may encourage the young women to love their husbands and to love their children, to be self-controlled, pure, homemakers, kind, and submissive to their husbands, so that God’s message will not be slandered. (Titus 2:3-5, HCSB).


I prop my feet up on a footstool and sip on my cup of coffee. E happily plays with her toys, giving me a few cherished moments to myself. I turn to Titus 2, verses I read a few days, but feel the need to soak up once again. In this chapter are a list of attributes. Things that I, as a younger wife and mother, long to soak up into my own life. While many would say the words are archaic, I see them only as the word of God, living and active and more than just a little bit relevant. My independent spirit wants to bulk at some of the wording, but my soul whispers that there’s some truth it it all.
These words are calling me to a life of self-control. A life that doesn’t rear out of focus with every upset, but takes things as they come. A life in which I love. After 4 years of marriage, I’m only grasping the surface of what it means to love. Love in a marriage, love as a mother are different loves than I’ve ever known before. They test me, drain me, stretch me, slowly grow me. At times they bring out the worst, and/or the best in me. They are the loves that show me just a glimpse of the Father’s love for me. So beautiful. So deep. It is because I love my family that I want to make a home for them. I want to create a place they enjoy coming back to.
Sadly, military life means that this home often changes. So how do I combat such a thing?
Through memories, through mementoes, through the things we carry from one place to the next. One of my favorite places in our house is a shelf at the top of the steps. On the shelf are a few precious wedding photos, along side some simple, rose bud vases. These vases are the beginning of a collection. A collection that will slowly grow with each state we live in. They’re our small way of remembering the places we’ve gone. The homes we’ve created, the traditions we’ve made along the way.

At times I’ve struggled with the idea that my daughter will never know one “home.” Her memories will always be a scramble of this place and that. But perhaps that’s part of the wonder of it all. Perhaps she’ll learn more about love and family along the way. Perhaps she’ll learn that love and family are what make a home.
As for me, I love being a homemaker. I love making any place we land “ours.” It’s what makes me excited about our move coming up this Spring. While I’ll leave so many dear military “family” behind, my husband and daughter will be right by my side, continuing to build and create this life we live together. Yes, I’ll be a homemaker. And while I hate the word “submissive” I’ll work at listening to my husband a little more as well. He truly is a wonderful head of our little household. While he loves my opinions, I’m sure he enjoys being encouraged and strengthened as well.

What are your thoughts on Titus 2? Did any of the verses strike a cord with you?