A housekeeper, though a servant, is not a slave. She helps keep things clean and organized, welcoming. And when a guest arrives, she’s the first to greet them, opening the door to welcome them in, offering them coffee or tea or even just a cool drink of water, and then ushering them into the sitting room to meet with her master.
That’s what I want to be: the Lord’s housekeeper. I want to tend to God’s house, welcoming people into the kingdom and ushering in to meet with my Beloved Master. I believe that, someday, this will include tending to an actual house, a home, where people feel welcome and come to meet with the Lord.
In the meantime, I’m navigating through what it means to be a wife, a sister, a friend, a neighbor, a follower of Christ. In particular, I’m exploring what it means to be a good steward of God’s blessings (material and spiritual), which is why you’ll probably read a lot here about sewing, gardening, cooking, and hanging out with the poor.
“For a day in your courts is better
than a thousand elsewhere.
I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God
than dwell in the tents of wickedness.” – Psalm 84:10