I love this season where the leaves are turning and my heart and mind is turning back inside our home. Fall is a season when I feel like I enjoy homemaking the most.
After a summer of playing, working and being outside as much as possible, I start to crave all the familiar homemaking rhythms of fall. I enjoy the process of intentionally creating a comfortable home that is cozy and welcoming to others. Every fall I feel motivated to begin new rhythms of eating and cooking for my family in the kitchen. I’m inspired to reorganize spaces that have spiraled out of control in the heat of the summer. I find renewed energy for decluttering the things we no longer want to manage at home.
It’s interesting to me that the term “homemaking” gets kind of a bad rap these days. I’m a working woman. I run my own business from home, I volunteer regularly for our church, and I have a family. I’m no June Cleaver, but nevertheless homemaking is something I love and feel is one of my greatest priorities! It’s a blessing to be able to take care of my home as an act of love. It isn’t about creating a perfect home, but rather creating a safe and welcoming haven for my family.
In the hustle and bustle of a busy life, I find familiar homemaking rituals soothing and comforting to my soul and my mind. I don’t particularly enjoy ALL the required tasks to maintain a home (I mean, does anyone really like cleaning toilets?) but knowing I invested myself in my home and it is cared for (not perfect, but well-loved!) gives me a sense of accomplishment and purpose that no job, career or business ever seems to match. Home is where my heart is.
In the busy seasons (like I’m in right now where I am writing several books on tight and looming deadlines), when I need extra help at home for whatever reason and my husband does more of the dishes and cooking, I really miss being more involved in all the care and keeping of my home. But I feel good when my home is cared for, however it is accomplished. While I don’t have a housekeeper, I am dreaming of what that might be like in these busy seasons! Even that would be a gift of love for my family so I would have no problem accepting that help.
Yet when I’m busy serving in other areas God has called me to be a part of, I do really miss that daily hands-on connection to my home so I find ways to still be involved in the art of ‘home-making.’ Being present at home with the right attitude (not just flying through flustered and exhausted!) matters to me. I don’t always get it right but it helps me to remember why and who I serve when I’m “home making.”
Even if it is as simple as maintaining a few daily routines like making our bed and wiping out the sinks, those daily rituals give me a sense of connection. Those humble tasks are my hands-on acts of gratitude for the home and people I care about so much. I see homemaking as an art and an act of service, not a chore. It’s an expression of love for my people, whether it’s expressed through cooking, baking, cleaning, organizing, tidying up at the end of a day, being attentive to my husband, setting a good example of attitude for our kids, opening our door to others, or creating ambiance through decorating a welcoming and comfortable home.
There are so many ways to make a house a home! Perhaps it is an art and an attitude you have to nurture and grow to love, but for me home-making is a real blessing. It’s another way to serve God and love his people well.
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