"...that our God may make you worthy of His calling..."
This verse has been on my mind a lot these last few days...God's calling, being worthy of God's calling. I have always thought of a calling as something in the future, something to do, somewhere to go, something better and more important than what I'm doing now. But reading this verse it struck me that THIS is my calling-- what I'm doing today, yesterday, tomorrow. My calling is being a mother, wife, homemaker.
God has called me to care for the souls of these two little girls, to teach them, love them, protect them, discipline them. He has called me to love Dan unconditionally, to honor and encourage him. He has called me to take care of my home, to keep it, decorate it, and make it a place of refuge and fellowship. This is a portion of what I wrote in my journal yesterday:
"it struck me that this, being a mother, is my calling....not trying to be something I am not, not trying to accomplish things that just aren't possible at this season in my life, filling my day with my 'me agenda'. That is not to say that I can't pursue my interests, but I need to hold them in perspective with what God has called me to: being a mother, a wife, a homemaker. But God in His care of all of me and all of my life has also given me talents, interests and hobbies--things that make life pretty, rich, beautiful: sewing, knitting, gardening, cooking, music...They are things that bring joy and adventure to life, treasures and skills to pass on to my children. They are a part of my calling..."
This is a high calling. It is doing laundry, scouring my sink, making dinner, taking Emma around the block on her bike, showing Mary where her nose is, putting fresh flowers from my garden at the kitchen table, changing diapers, reading stories, packing lunches. It is realizing that each day holds something new. This calling is no less important than that of a pastor or a missionary or a business man. It is a high calling, the care of souls, the loving of a man, the creation of a sanctuary.
