For these reasons and more I have never written my name in the margin of Proverbs 31:
1) I caught Sunday lunch on fire this past Sunday. My husband blew it out.
2) I added these to a pork roast recipe because I thought they were the same thing as dried onions. But they’re not. Fried and Dried are not the same thing.
3) My husband has worn
underwear socks inside out because I was not up while it was still dark washing or darning new ones for him. And for the record the only “darn” I know about is the word you say when you really want to say something else. Ahem.
4) Our daughter wears mismatched socks almost every single day….not due to a trend thing.
Oh I could go on but I’ll leave it at that and make my point. Because there is only 8,464 more things I could add to this list it made something that happened last week even more special to me.
On one of our Proverbs readings last week we all read Proverbs 31. The family is scattered in the living room and we’re all reading our verses. I read and kept silently saying to myself, “Dangit I gotta work on that!” Or “That is so not me but I would like for it to be.” And so on.
We usually just read and pray and head out the door. But this morning was different. Randy began reading Proverbs 31 out loud and he would stop and make some comments about me in between. He would say, “Mom takes care of the poor – how does she do that?” The kids took part and together they built me up and pointed out areas that I was like the Proverbs 31 woman and I was in awe. In shock more like. It’s not that I think I’m a lame chick wallowing in self pity. I just don’t think of myself in terms of Proverbs 31. I want to get there but I’m not yet. So to hear my man and my kids affirm me in this was so very moving. They prayed over me and thanked God for me and my heart melted in a puddle. I will never forget that moment.
And that night for dinner?
We had the best meal we’ve had in a long time.
The hubs underwear and socks?
Washed, ironed, folded and put away neatly completely with matching socks for the girly girl.
And even if I haven’t felt Proverbs 31’ish before I am starting to strive for it more intentionally.
I am a blessed woman of God – not because of what I do or don’t do but because of His grace for me through it all.