When introduced to a stranger who asks “So, what do you do?”, while eying the baby on my hip, the temptation arises to answer “I tutor” or bring up the work at home job I recently began, rather than give the truest answer: my job is to make a home. Those other things are just “spare time” activities.
I AM a wife. A mother. My work is soul work.
As I sank into bed last night, I realized that even though my little Rose spends most of every single day by my side, my mind is often absent, thinking about garden plans, the half a dozen things I forgot to get at the store or the book we’ll be covering in class next.
But we weren’t called just to be stay at home moms in body. Heart and soul and mind should be engaged in this high calling. To talk of God’s commands while we make bread or do the dishes. To plan out the garden together while discuss the miracle of dead seeds springing to life. To glory in the beauty of Creation together.
To be a purposeful mother, not an absent-minded one.
photo by Theophine Sebastian