Re-Assessing & Defeating Worldly Foes

Whatever the main challenge in your life is, remember the best way to conquer your challenge is not to do it for yourself, or another, but to do all things for Christ Jesus, Himself.



As Jesus advises us in a parable from Matthew 25:40,
"Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me."

Let us also remember, that when we fail to act righteously and do good, it is the same as failing to do good to Christ Himself.


As Jesus answered in Matthew 25:45,
"Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye did it not to one of the least of these, ye did it not to me."

One of my very earthly challenges is the laundry of a six-person household. Lately, it has not been so disheartening though, after I re-assessed why I do what I do and made my heart right for the task.

This works with any and all challenges we confront as wives. Whether it is as simple as laundry or as complex as studying our husbands to be able to recognize and provide all of their physical needs (food, clothing, lusts, etc.) and emotional needs (support, appreciation, love, etc.)

As we may not always FEEL loving toward our husbands, remembering to do all things for Christ enables us to act right consistently, no matter what our feelings may be at the time.

For laughs, here is a poem I wrote for my current Creative Writing course, inspired by one of the most persistent challenges in my life:

Enemy Laundry

The ever-present enemy

of this busy stay-at-home mom

is not the dishes or the floors,

shopping or mowing the front lawn,

but persistent piles of laundry.

Yes, both the dirty and the clean

that must be washed or put away

and yet, are always in-between.

I must wash three loads on each day,

And this is the bare minimum,

I’ll miss today and then I’ll need:

seven loads; that just looks so glum.

I get a load well washed,

and hang it on the line.

I take a load all down

and fold it, just in time

to answer the front door, or cook

a meal, and then drive kids to class.

And the laundry sits there waiting

‘til I come home at last.

It will never run off and leave,

or go, like my old high-school beau.

Instead, it stays and it lingers…

and without attention: it grows!

If I could travel back and change

and thus avoid this fam’ly life

I could be single once again

without such laundry given strife.

But, I know I could not ever

go choose a life with me alone.

Such loneliness is not better

than a fam’ly and loving home.

And so the laundry continues

piling up more every day.

I’d rather teach, guide, love my kids,

cook meals or join with them to play.

I’ll happily never be rid

of this laundry and the “bother”:

the ever present enemy

of this busy at-home mother.

Galatians 6:9

And let us not be weary in well doing: for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not.