One year ago my life changed forever when I saw the faint pink line on the pregnancy test. Since I had graduated college only six months earlier, being a stay at home mom had never even crossed my mind. I’d worked five years to obtain that expensive piece of paper. Surely, I’d use it, right? Wrong.
Here I am a year later and my life looks nothing like I thought it would. My “career” is being a full-time caregiver, housekeeper, and cook. My husband, on the other hand, got a promotion right as I started staying home. As my “career” came to a stopping point, his was only beginning.
As long as we had been married, my husband had supported me and encouraged me in my dreams. He tutored me every evening while I struggled through college and had gone to countless speaking engagements with me. Even at women’s retreats, he would stand outside the door of the auditorium listening to me since men weren’t allowed.
When I asked to have my website designed, he didn’t care about the cost, he said, “of course”. That life coach certification? I got a yes in two seconds.
He happy danced with me when I got the news that I was going to be published in a devotional and always reminded me of my worth.
There is a season for everything. For me, this season looks like setting some of my dreams and that expensive piece of paper aside so I can care for the house while my husband works to care for me and our little girl. It means cleaning and cooking so that I can make my husband’s life a little easier since his hours at work got longer.
I’d be lying if I said it was easy. As much as I would love to say that vacuuming and changing diapers is fulfilling, it isn’t. I pray daily that the Lord will help me find joy in the mundane. My husband is good at what he does and from the looks of it, he only has room to grow in the company. This season means supporting my husband while he reaches for his dream. It’s the least I can do since he’s always supported me in mine.
Some seasons we are called to be active while other seasons involve us standing on the sidelines.Click To Tweet I am determined to be content in whatever season the Lord has me in.
My heart swells with happiness when my husband comes home to tell me about his day. He’s happy and proud of what he does. The Lord isn’t done with me yet and in His time, I’ll be able to pick up where I left off. Until then I’ll continue to be the cheerleader on the sidelines pushing my husband to be all that God has called him to be because that’s how I can support him while he works to achieve his dream.
What season has God placed you in? What are some ways you find contentment? I’d love to hear about it.
Shared by: Lovelle Gerth-Myers