As some of you already know, I am drawn to life long ago, but not very long ago.
One of my favorite and probably only show I watch at night with my cup of tea is Road to Avonlea. There was much to be done in those days, so daughters stayed near their mothers and learned the values of taking care of the home, taking care of those they loved and found joy is serving others. Life was centered around the home and the needs of the community. They found pleasures in the everyday like caring for animals, the walk to school that echoed the morning songs of nature, making food from scratch, and sipping tea and reading by the fireplace. We have lost much of these daily gifts, because of convience. Convience is a gift, too, when we need advanced medical care or just relieving some everyday chores. But...have we "convienced" ourselves right out of real pleasures. I find so much pleasure in making a meal from scratch, baking my own goodies, taking care of my own home, having time to actually visit with a friend over coffee than going off to work and sipping coffee at my computer while paying someone else to do these everyday chores.
When I make my bed in the morning and I look out the window, I see a forest that is crowded in by homes, streets, and a railroad. My soul longs to take a stroll in those woods, but "convience" has disturbed the morning songs. I crack the window and listen to the sounds of nature from my warm home instead. Hopefully, one day, a farmhouse with a few acres will allow me these simple pleasures. For now, I am thankful to be a homemaker enjoying what the Lord has given me today.