Is it better for moms at home?

I was a writer and CEO at an advertising agency when I decided to leave my profession to stay home and raise my children. I wanted to be the one to take care of and shape our children, and my frantic work just didn’t give way. I have enough time to get it right.

On the one hand, when I left the business world, I never looked back, loved being with my children, and started finding creative solutions at home and in the surrounding area. There were certainly rewards, but on the other hand, quitting my job was very difficult. Honestly, I really fought for my identity.

I worked in advertising for two years before moving in with two colleagues to create a new agency.
He was 25.
That same year.
I became a reborn Christian.
What an exciting journey! We worked ten or twelve hours a day and we had some success.
A lot of new businesses arose for us.
Advertising associations looked at and praised our work and all of a sudden we reached customers in other cities.
I even had a client in another country.

She was a successful woman in a world of “men. “I was really “living the dream. ” I loved Jesus and was a Christian, but my first identity was to be a “prosperous professional. “My work has been the main source of my personal sense of affirmation and achievement. I was able to exercise control, see the results regularly and be rewarded. therefore, both with recognition and with compensation.

A few years later I married a wonderful man (who was one of my business partners!) And before long we had a son, I tried to work part-time and I was (as I know many women are) devastated and devastated. guilty most of the time. I felt like I was doing less of the best in both places.

Then another son was born. I didn’t spend a week working part-time, even though our incomes have declined and the limited budget has come true, I’ve decided to stay home all the time, in addition to losing an income, my husband and I also feel called to start giving 10% of what we earn in church. Although we stayed in a small house with an old carpet and sacrificed many “beautiful things” for God’s grace, we never run out of money.

I loved being home so much. I loved being the primary caregiver for my babies, I loved witnessing what they did ‘for the first time’, I loved the bond between my children. I loved sharing Jesus with our children and teaching them to love him. I loved being able to meet some local moms. She loved the opportunity to sew a bit and learn to cook.

However, there were also things that I did not like, I did not understand that nothing was always done, at work I finished the projects. At home I could work all day and in the end there was absolutely no evidence that I had done anything, there was always more clothes to wash, another mess in the room, another meal to finish, another layer to change. At work, I could say when I was doing a good job; at home, I struggled to trust my abilities; I was teaching my children, but the changes were so gradual that I couldn’t tell if something I was teaching them was working. Was it really making a difference to invest my time and energy?

But it was worse than that. At home, it often seemed that no one was looking at or applauding what he was doing. At work, he had been a brilliant young professional who helped people succeed and grow businesses. I was important, now it was that poor woman you see on the market who obviously didn’t have time to shower or comb his hair, dressed in crumpled clothes, looking exhausted for denying her little one more candy.

If I went to a professional event with my husband and someone asked me what I was doing, I would go back and say, “I’m just a mother. “

Several years later, I was embarrassed when I realized how much I valued success and man-centered applause. I was a sincere Christian with a growing relationship with Jesus, I happily taught my children about him, but I had not yet learned to find my worth and dignity in him, and I had not yet learned that things have eternal value and will soon be forgotten.

Why don’t I show a job? What I did when I worked in the business world, today would be hopelessly outdated and unrecognizable. On the other hand, when I look at my children, God shows me invaluable trials and rewards for the sacrifices and investments I have made. during its growing years.

Of course, I’m not saying it’s bad to work in a business or any job. Jobs of all kinds are God’s wonderful means of providing people around the world, and God calls many women to work outside the home, including those with young children.

Proverbs 31 excels a woman who adequately balances the interests of out-of-home affairs while providing care and education to her family. (I would like to point out, however, that even for her there doesn’t seem to be much time to sleep. )The work itself is not bad, although most will pass.

The problem for me was when my work became my identity; when my work was the source of my “self-esteem” and made me feel more “important”; when my work seemed more dignified because I had a more interesting routine; when my work was needed for approval, praise and applause.

God tells me that he loved me and chose me to be his daughter before the foundation of the world, whether I work at home or on Wall Street (Ephesians 1. 3-4). He says that even though I am clearly a rebellious sinner against a God (Romans 3:23), because of Jesus’ sacrifice, am I forgiven, bought and redeemed? It doesn’t matter if I’m a barista or a diaper change at home (Ephesians 1. 7-8; Romans 5. 8; 1 Corinthians 7. 23 As a born-again daughter of God, I am the heir to all things with Christ, whether I oversee a team of 100 people or a house of three (Romans 8. 14-17; Hebrews 1. 2) In light of all this, I was irrational in seeking earthly applause to feel valued and worthy.

I don’t like the world or the things of the world. If someone loves the world, the love of the Father is not in him; because everything in the world, the lusts of the flesh, the lusts of the eyes and the pride of life, do not come from the Father, but from the world. Now the world passes, as well as its wishes; but he who does the will of God abides forever (1 John 2: 15-17).

Is it better for mothers to stay home? I do not intend to have the definitive answer to this question, nor to know God’s will for other women, but I encourage young mothers to think about why they want to work away from home, if their income is necessary to put food on the table. and clothing for family members, you may need to work away from home.

It broke my heart for mothers who would give anything to be at home with their children, but circumstances of all kinds keep them at work, if it is you, know that God knows your heart, that He has called you to work. He gives you and he will bless your family, just as you obey Him in these difficult things. There may be other legitimate reasons why God calls you sincerely and certainly to make the sacrifice of working away from home. The most important thing is to look for it and be obedient to the call I make to you.

But if you work away mainly because it makes you feel good about yourself, or because you really love it, or because work seems more interesting, you may need to pray to know if it really is God’s call in your life. Or if selfish interests guide your decisions.

Over the years, I learned that my life at home should not be tedious; I realized that the things I did were of eternal importance and that doing them well made a difference. God treated the immense pride of my heart and used my time at home with my children to begin cultivating the fruit of the Spirit in me. Better yet, over the years, Jesus has become my greatest treasure.

Jesus told us to make disciples, and raising children is the best opportunity we have to obey this commandment. When I remember my life as a mother at home, I know I will never regret the time I spent caring for, teaching and playing with my children. It has been a real privilege to have a central role in my children’s discipleship at every stage of their development. I am very grateful to God for making this possible for me and for our family.

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