”How can it be a large career to tell other people's children about the Rule of Three, and a small career to tell one's own children about the universe? How can it be broad to be the same thing to everyone, and narrow to be everything to someone? No. A woman's function is laborious, but because it is gigantic, not because it is minute. I will pity Mrs. Jones for the hugeness of her task; I will never pity her for its smallness.” — G. K. Chesterton
A woman's work is no more et cetera than her presence is. She was not created as an afterthought and her work was not made just to keep her busy. She is not a second-class citizen merely because she came second and her work is not secondary work simply because it supplements the mission of the man.Yes, her submission means that her mission is filed under his on the flow chart, but that does not make it small work. If it comes to that, one could just as easily point out that the point at the top of the flow chart is much smaller than the many subsequent tasks that hold it up just as many parts are needed to hold up the head.
A mother is world. She is a house for a baby before she runs the house into which the baby is born. She is cook, teacher, caretaker, nurse, counselor, maid, etc... She is the despot and the servant of the home and she runs her whole world best when she is content to keep her despotism quarantined to her own household and out of others.
Her task, like her God, is gigantic.
Her resources, like His grace, is endless.
Do not pity Mrs. Jones for the ho-hum drudge of daily affairs. If you must pity her at all, pity the hugeness of her task for she has been called to eat the elephant one bite at a time and there is much to do.
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