Proverbs 31 Wife Club

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Proverbs 31:10–31
The Woman Who Fears the Lord
10 An excellent wife who can find?
She is far more precious than jewels.
11 The heart of her husband trusts in her,
and he will have no lack of gain.
12 She does him good, and not harm,
all the days of her life.
13 She seeks wool and flax,
and works with willing hands.
14 She is like the ships of the merchant;
she brings her food from afar.
15 She rises while it is yet night
and provides food for her household
and portions for her maidens.
16 She considers a field and buys it;
with the fruit of her hands she plants a vineyard.
17 She dresses herself with strength
and makes her arms strong.
18 She perceives that her merchandise is profitable.
Her lamp does not go out at night.
19 She puts her hands to the distaff,
and her hands hold the spindle.
20 She opens her hand to the poor
and reaches out her hands to the needy.
21 She is not afraid of snow for her household,
for all her household are clothed in scarlet.
22 She makes bed coverings for herself;
her clothing is fine linen and purple.
23 Her husband is known in the gates
when he sits among the elders of the land.
24 She makes linen garments and sells them;
she delivers sashes to the merchant.
25 Strength and dignity are her clothing,
and she laughs at the time to come.
26 She opens her mouth with wisdom,
and the teaching of kindness is on her tongue.
27 She looks well to the ways of her household
and does not eat the bread of idleness.
28 Her children rise up and call her blessed;
her husband also, and he praises her:
29 “Many women have done excellently,
but you surpass them all.”
30 Charm is deceitful, and beauty is vain,
but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised.
31 Give her of the fruit of her hands,
and let her works praise her in the gates.

Wow. That is a lot to live up to. I mean. Let’s put this in to modern day perspective.

You know all those wives and moms who post on Facebook, Instagram, Twitter and Pinterest about all their craftiness, thriftiness, home cooking and perfect kids and husbands? The ones who never bring doughnuts to Sunday School class (unless of course they are homemade)? The ones who speak in kind, even tones to their children to correct their behavior?

I know some real life Proverbs 31 wives. I respect them. Possibly envy them. Can I say I covet their abilities? Probably.

I am far from being a member of that club. I would love to be. Do I meet one or two of the qualifications once in a while? I’d like to think so. Would my husband say I meet any of them? Probably more than I would say.

But let’s be real. I can’t sew. My husband does most of the cooking. Idleness? Um. I may be sitting on the couch typing and watching football right now when there are at least 5 loads of laundry that need done. And let’s just not mention dusting.

Rises while it is yet night…I got up around 9:30 this morning…but I did make a nice breakfast brunch for hubby and the kiddos this morning. That counts right?

And those wives I consider part of this exclusive club…I know they probably aren’t perfect every day. I think they succeed about as often as I fail, and kudos to them for figuring it out and getting it right more often than not.

I could make excuses as to why I’m not in the club. Maybe my life has just been too different. Maybe the struggles I’ve overcome are as important as learning how to sew. Maybe the parts I do have down are enough to get me a partial membership?

Maybe I have the big ones down. Are there some parts more important than others?

If I have a husband whose heart trusts in me does that make up for me not making linen garments?

If I fear The Lord and open my hand to the poor and reach out to the needy is it ok that I like to sleep in on Saturdays?

Was this a real woman or a mothers ideal wife for her son? Or all of the best traits from several of the best women of that time?

I could spend a lot of time beating myself up about the parts I’m lacking. Ok. I do. Usually daily.

Especially when I’m traveling for work and miss the first week of my girls’ school. Or have to go out of town for work 3 weeks in a row. Or I can’t go to something at their school because of work.

Work kind of seems to be a common thread here. Have I given up being part of the club because of my job? But working hard and contributing to the household is part of being a P31 wife right? Maybe I just haven’t found the balance yet.

Or maybe I should focus on the parts I’ve got down–most of the time—and stop worrying about how much better other wives have it down.

Her children rise up and call her blessed;
her husband also, and he praises her:
29 “Many women have done excellently,
but you surpass them all.”
30 Charm is deceitful, and beauty is vain,
but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised.

If all I have is this part, that’s enough for me. And if my God, my husband and my children let me be a part of their clubs, I’d say I’m pretty blessed.

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