It wasn’t long ago I was writing about Losing Michelle… And it wasn’t long ago I was Finding Michelle either. I believe I find myself still caught in this battle. The battle is a cultural and spiritual battle. It is the battle of what I have been indoctrinated with against the biblical vision we have for our family. We are fighting this battle as a family against the tide of our society. Luckily, we have been so blessed to find a body of believers to worship with on Sundays. I told you about when I first met them HERE. The godliness in this church is astounding compared to the many, many churches we have visited for the past six years. So with this battle we have been fighting for so many years, God has blessed us with support and guidance and discipleship.
Here I am a mother of two beautiful babies, a wife to a wonderful husband, and a child of God trying to find His ways. Being so blessed, I sometimes find myself so confused. I want to blame the culture. I want to blame feminism. I want to blame someone or something. But it all comes back to me. It comes back to me learning to let go of the world I was taught to love and embrace. It comes back to me learning that only God can satisfy my hunger and thirst for something more. It is God! It is God that I thirst for! It is God that I long to be with!
God wants us to die to self so that we can serve others. We search for ministries in our community…when a woman’s ministry is in her own home. Where I am right now is where God wants me to serve Him. By serving those in my home, I will serve God.
A wife of noble character who can find?
She is worth far more than rubies.
Her husband has full confidence in her
and lacks nothing of value.
She brings him good, not harm,
all the days of her life.
She selects wool and flax
and works with eager hands.
She is like the merchant ships,
bringing her food from afar.
She gets up while it is still dark;
she provides food for her family
and portions for her servant girls.
She considers a field and buys it;
out of her earnings she plants a vineyard.
She sets about her work vigorously;
her arms are strong for her tasks.
She sees that her trading is profitable,
and her lamp does not go out at night.
In her hand she holds the distaff
and grasps the spindle with her fingers.
She opens her arms to the poor
and extends her hands to the needy.
When it snows, she has no fear for her household;
for all of them are clothed in scarlet.
She makes coverings for her bed;
she is clothed in fine linen and purple.
Her husband is respected at the city gate,
where he takes his seat among the elders of the land.
She makes linen garments and sells them,
and supplies the merchants with sashes.
She is clothed with strength and dignity;
she can laugh at the days to come.
She speaks with wisdom,
and faithful instruction is on her tongue.
She watches over the affairs of her household
and does not eat the bread of idleness.
Her children arise and call her blessed;
her husband also, and he praises her:
"Many women do noble things,
but you surpass them all."
Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting;
but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised.
Give her the reward she has earned,
and let her works bring her praise at the city gate.