A woman escapes drudgery when she discovers a way to make the necessities of life a work of art?
Every roasted chicken and freshly planted flowerbed begin reflecting an artist’s consideration for design and composition.
While raising her children and keeping her house she hones her craft with care and attention to detail.
And she sees, as the old words from Genesis put it, that it is good.
I used to read Edith Schaeffer’s books.
I became a mother sixteen days before my sixteenth birthday.
Not the best of beginnings.
Edith’s, What is a Family?, helped me grasp the importance of my role beyond just the care & feeding of small children.
She became a spiritual mentor and a ‘significant contributor’ to my life and family.
But it was her book, The Hidden Art of Homemaking, that exploded my understanding of what was possible.
The way we look at things has tremendous power to shape our experience of them.
I began to embrace the art in daily duties and found a liberation that I believe only creative endeavors can provide.
All this was mine years before HGTV, Martha Stewart, or the Cooking Channel existed.
Frankie Schaeffer wrote a tribute to his mother for The Huffington Post.
Mother was a force to be reckoned with, a whole energetic universe contained in one trim little female frame, and she used that force entirely for good.
“She seeks wool, and flax, and works willingly with her hands.”
Long before Edith Schaeffer, one woman, our Proverbs 31 woman, learned that art was exhilarating, that creating was divine business.
Energy soared, not diminished, as she went from one creative venture to another throughout her day.
Captivated by the beauty and usefulness of everything she made, her satisfaction in it all an epiphany.
. . .and works willingly with her hands
Does willingly say it well?
Joyfully, yes joyfully says it best.