About Me and My Blog
I am a Christian wife, mother, grandmother, teacher, friend and who ever else I am. I have been married for thirty-one years to my best friend, Greg. We live in a small town in East Texas. I am the FCS County Extension Agent. I enjoy sewing, camping, gardening, spending time with family, traveling, riding with Greg on his motorcycle. I am learning about beekeeping, soapmaking, rainwater catchment and other farmish type activities.
The name of my blog comes from a sermon I heard once about a time when Paul had been arrested and was being taken to Rome as a prisoner. The ship, on which he traveled found safe harbor, for the winter, at a place called Fairhaven. The captain of the ship wasn't content with staying so he set sail again and later was ship wrecked. I apply this to my life in that I want to be content with where God has me and what he has for me. If I am not I may end up like the ship that carried Paul, shipwrecked.
The name of my blog comes from a sermon I heard once about a time when Paul had been arrested and was being taken to Rome as a prisoner. The ship, on which he traveled found safe harbor, for the winter, at a place called Fairhaven. The captain of the ship wasn't content with staying so he set sail again and later was ship wrecked. I apply this to my life in that I want to be content with where God has me and what he has for me. If I am not I may end up like the ship that carried Paul, shipwrecked.
Friday, January 22, 2010
This place is not my home
I am at the Family and Consumer Science teachers conference. I am a little depressed. I majored in Home Economics because I wanted to teach students how to do the necessary things to run a successful home. After attending this conference today I realize they have gone a direction I really don't want to go. It isn't anything about home anymore, it is all about careers. At one of the sessions, they read from a Homemaking book from 1925. The book said a man's job was to provide for the home, but a woman's job was to make the home a nice, pretty place to live. The room was full of laughter, but that is the way God intended it to be and now people laugh at it. I don't think I belong here, this place is not my home. The closer I become to the Lord and live according to his word the larger the gap will become.
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