My Life’s Work

By on May 5, 2011

By Marcia Rotella –

I cannot tell you when I knew that God had embedded a passion in me for being a homemaker, but I realized it was in my heart all along as He gently nudged me through the years. I’m certain it intensified when I began to live for others, dying to self a little more every day in the hands of a Master Artist.

As I walk the journey of making a home, many of my own experiences connect me with kindred hearts. Together each of us makes a beautiful tapestry. The stories are not identical but the beat of the heart is one; desiring to create a haven of beauty for our loved ones while instilling memories that enrich their souls.

Christ is the Artist. He creates a beautiful tapestry as He weaves each of our gifts and intricacies together. I’m not inclined to always use such gifts appropriately nor do I possess the ability to create such a masterpiece. I’m simply blessed by the privilege to serve Him. I am blessed to be an adornment of His choosing for His purposes.

Pause and think about those words. We are an adornment of His choosing. We are not a mere instrument but an adornment which delights His heart.

My life’s work as one thread in His tapestry-my placement, my color–is to bring Him glory. Sadly, a lot of homemakers don’t see their work as such. Dear one, you are bringing Him glory right where you are. Whether you’re in your house, apartment or office, in pajamas or a suit, cleaning, cooking, or feeding the babies, you were born to bring Him glory.

A job is what you are paid for and work is what you were born to do. You can afford to lose your job but you cannot afford to miss your life’s work. This is what will make your heart sing; serving God and knowing He is pleased as the thread not only took its place but rejoiced in being called there by such an Artist.

I am honored that God would call me to make a home. I thank Him for revealing such a calling and for increasing my passion as a homemaker.

But just what is a homemaker? A homemaker is a minister. We are ministers called to a field that is not exactly popular or admired these days. We minister to Christ first and to one another.

Do you recognize the Master’s smile upon you when He sees you honoring such a calling of excellence or are you dreaming of other mission fields in far away places which always seem more adventurous and worthy? Are you delighted to be home? No, not your house–home–the center of His will. What a privilege to know this and rejoice.

Today I honor every maker of a home; every mother, father, daughter and son, all laborers of beauty, and every minister of His love. Here’s to you; to your life’s work.

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After graduating from college and marrying in 1985, Marcia Rotella dreamed of some day being a stay-at-home mom. For 20 years now she has been living out her dream. She’s still married to her college sweetheart after 26 years and loves being the mother of two young adults she calls her babies. She enjoys blogging as a creative expression of her greatest passion–to minister the love of God through encouragement while sharing the simple joys of making a home. You may visit Marcia’s blog, One Heart at Home, at: http://homeiswhereoneheartis.blogspot.com/.

Marcia Rotella

About Marcia Rotella

After graduating from college and marrying in 1985, Marcia Rotella dreamed of some day being a stay-at-home mom. For 20 years now she has been living out her dream. She’s still married to her college sweetheart after 26 years and loves being the mother of two young adults she calls her babies. She enjoys blogging as a creative expression of her greatest passion–to minister the love of God through encouragement while sharing the simple joys of making a home. You may visit Marcia’s blog, One Heart at Home, at: http://homeiswhereoneheartis.blogspot.com/.

One Comment

  1. terri haley

    February 3, 2012 at 11:40 am

    Awesome Article! There isn’t a greater calling on this earth
    than ministering to our husbands, children, grandchildren!

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