Make your bed...

Last night I journeyed with the Apostles in their ministry in the book of Acts and was completely captivated by their dedication, their zeal and their boldness in spreading Christ. It was very encouraging to listen to what they went through and what they were willing to go through and just to see their many struggles and see the Lord shine through each of them.
As I was reading I came across Peter’s journey to Lydda where he found a man named Aeneas. Aeneas was bedridden for eight long years and paralyzed. My heart could in a very small way relate to being bedridden. Peter said to him “Aeneas, Jesus Christ heals you; rise and make your bed.” How truly amazing it must have been for this man to beable to get up out of that bed and then for the first time in years get to pull the covers up over the bed with out him in it.
It is interesting for me to read this last night as I have been put on a very short term bedrest due to some little complications with my pregnancy. I have really been struggling with embracing this and have been depressed about it. In the beginning I was a little relieved……no housework or cooking and my Mother’s Day Out job was now off limits…..Praise God! But then after a week or two of being confined to my bed I realized how much I missed taking care of my family. It has now been a little over a month and the Lord has revealed to me many things through this time. My husband and I have in some ways switched places. He has really done an amazing job and I am so proud of him and extremely grateful for the man God gave me. I think it is truly awesome to know that when this is all over we both will have grown from it and will beable to appreciate each other a little more. I know that as a homekeeper I will be making some improvements in my attitude towards my duties and my husband.

I never really thought I could honestly say this but “I miss doing the laundry…..washing the dishes…..cooking…..giving my boys their baths…..picking up dirty socks and making beds!” It is hard to watch someone else do your job especially when you have your own specific ways of doing things. When Peter tells Aeneas to make his bed…….something that I think we all take for granted being able to do, symbolizing for me all the little things……my own heart rejoices with him at the ability of being able to do this “chore”. I can not wait to beable to do all the little things that bless my home and my family.

Ladies…..think about your little things…..do you realize how privileged you are to beable to do these things for your family? Do they bring a joy to you when they are done and when you know that your hard work is developing a beautiful, peaceful and safe refuge for your precious family?