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God, make my life a light
Within the world to glow;
A little flame that burneth bright
Wherever I may go.
God, make my life a flower
That giveth joy to all,
Content to bloom in native bower,
Although the place be small.
God, make my life a song
That comforteth the sad,
That helpeth others to be strong
And makes the Singer glad.
God, make my life a staff
Whereon the weak may rest,
And so what health and strength I have
May serve others best.
Go make my life a hymn
Of tenderness and praise;
Of faith, that never waxeth dim,
The poem is called “A Child’s
Prayer”, and is by M. Betham-Edwards. I
edited it slightly and made it into “A
Daughter’s Prayer." This poem expresses one of the deepest desires
of my heart. If I can be a blessing and
a joy to my family, then nothing else matters, because I am pleasing my
heavenly Father.
Lately the Lord has been revealing to me the importance of loving your home. I don’t mean being a homebody, in the sense that most people take it, but I mean being a home daughter. God placed women in the home because that is where we can serve Him best. I have found that I am happiest serving in my home with my family. What exactly does being a home daughter mean? Does it mean that we never leave the house or do fun things at church or with our friends? NO! And again No! Being a home daughter is having a servant’s heart and a love for our family and homes above all else. That doesn’t mean sacrificing our “social” life and keeping at home and washing dishes and doing laundry all day! No, it means that our families come first and that our home is where our priorities lie. What should our priorities be? What has God laid out in Scriptures for us to base our priorities on? We have all eard (and probably memorized) Titus 2 and Proverbs 31. So, how are we to live these Scriptures while we are unmarried? What are we to do until (and if) the Lord sends our husbands to us. So many girls and women haven’t yet discovered the real and true joy that comes from serving their families. They are chasing after worldly things and don’t realize that they would be happiest where God has made a place for them, where their talents would be used for the best purpose imaginable.
A home daughter is content in where God has placed her. She is happy to be at home and to show God’s love to her siblings and parents. If she really has a servant’s heart, then she won’t get agitated when Mom interrupts her in the middle of a great book to hang out a load of laundry. She always has a minute to listen to her siblings, no matter how busy she is. She tries to the fullest of her ability to exercise the Fruits of the Spirit daily.
Now, I am not saying that I am all of the above. Actually, about the only thing I meet from the above description is that I love being at home.(I have been accused of being a hermittess lately) I have to pray every day (several times a day) for help to be patient with my brothers and sister. Sometimes I have to get out my prayer journal and look over my goals for the week to help me remember that I am trying to (with God’s help) change my ways. I am thankful that the Lord in His mercy provided me with a patient family! They mean so much to me, and I hate when I don’t show it how I ought to. When I get upset about them being in my room all the time (when I really ought to visit with them), or when I am impatient because I am right in the middle of a very complicated (or so it seems at the moment) math problem and they want to tell me about a bug they saw outside. I want to be a blessing to them, and most times I am grouchy! Sometimes I feel like a hopeless causeJ. But I hold onto and claim the Scripture in Philippians chapter 1, verse 6:
Lately the Lord has been revealing to me the importance of loving your home. I don’t mean being a homebody, in the sense that most people take it, but I mean being a home daughter. God placed women in the home because that is where we can serve Him best. I have found that I am happiest serving in my home with my family. What exactly does being a home daughter mean? Does it mean that we never leave the house or do fun things at church or with our friends? NO! And again No! Being a home daughter is having a servant’s heart and a love for our family and homes above all else. That doesn’t mean sacrificing our “social” life and keeping at home and washing dishes and doing laundry all day! No, it means that our families come first and that our home is where our priorities lie. What should our priorities be? What has God laid out in Scriptures for us to base our priorities on? We have all eard (and probably memorized) Titus 2 and Proverbs 31. So, how are we to live these Scriptures while we are unmarried? What are we to do until (and if) the Lord sends our husbands to us. So many girls and women haven’t yet discovered the real and true joy that comes from serving their families. They are chasing after worldly things and don’t realize that they would be happiest where God has made a place for them, where their talents would be used for the best purpose imaginable.
A home daughter is content in where God has placed her. She is happy to be at home and to show God’s love to her siblings and parents. If she really has a servant’s heart, then she won’t get agitated when Mom interrupts her in the middle of a great book to hang out a load of laundry. She always has a minute to listen to her siblings, no matter how busy she is. She tries to the fullest of her ability to exercise the Fruits of the Spirit daily.
Now, I am not saying that I am all of the above. Actually, about the only thing I meet from the above description is that I love being at home.(I have been accused of being a hermittess lately) I have to pray every day (several times a day) for help to be patient with my brothers and sister. Sometimes I have to get out my prayer journal and look over my goals for the week to help me remember that I am trying to (with God’s help) change my ways. I am thankful that the Lord in His mercy provided me with a patient family! They mean so much to me, and I hate when I don’t show it how I ought to. When I get upset about them being in my room all the time (when I really ought to visit with them), or when I am impatient because I am right in the middle of a very complicated (or so it seems at the moment) math problem and they want to tell me about a bug they saw outside. I want to be a blessing to them, and most times I am grouchy! Sometimes I feel like a hopeless causeJ. But I hold onto and claim the Scripture in Philippians chapter 1, verse 6:
“Being confident of this very thing, that He which hath
begun a good work in you will perform it until the day of Jesus Christ…”
He is still working on me! I am not a finished product yet.
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Featured in the September 2005 issue of Stepping Heavenward Newsletter. (c) September 2005 With all of Thy Heart E-zine
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Featured in the September 2005 issue of Stepping Heavenward Newsletter. (c) September 2005 With all of Thy Heart E-zine