When,exactly, is a woman’s “day of rest”?

Everyone knows that God created the heavens and the earth in six days, then He rested on the seventh.  If one digs a little deeper into scripture one can see that the theme of work for six rest on seven applies to other stuff as well.  Like farming.  God said sow a field for six years, then let it lie fallow for the seventh year.   When this was done the field would not only continue to produce, it produced BETTER than it did before.   Following that logic, we humans are supposed to completely and totally rest one day a week, making us MORE productive the next week.  I can agree with that.  For sure!

So here’s the  question I posed to my husband Sunday morning:  When oh when, is a woman’s day of rest?  ESPECIALLY a Christian woman?  I ask because if you are a  Christian wife and you want to be that wife of Proverbs,  (Last chapter, go read it.  It’s a BUSY life.), it seems that a day of rest and restoration is not in the cards for mom.  The “problem” with being married to a believer is that many believe the wife is there to run the home and wait on them.  (DISCLAIMER: This does not apply to ALL Christian husbands.)  The day of rest is a big deal to the husband.  He worked all week, so it’s understandable. However, it seems the wife is supposed to run around, catch up on the laundry, scrub the kids, keep them quiet for dads day of rest, do the grocery shopping, pull her hair out and chew Xanax like TicTacs.  To make it worse, some believing husbands act like it’s supposed to be that way.

After weeks, and months and years of living that frazzled existence, how can a woman not go crazy?  How can women NOT be on antidepressants, anti-anxiety meds, or have a chiropractor on speed dial?  The life of a wife and mother is cray-zay!  I remember being pregnant and having a toddler to chase, still needing  to work, make dinner, keep up with the laundry and being tired.  So tired that I would finally just set my little one in the crib, and let him cry, while I passed out.  Believe me, it was better than the alternative, like finding myself ASLEEP standing up and not KNOWING where the baby had been for those fifteen minutes!  (He was fine.)  Lesson learned, speak up, ask for help and get rest, or your body will eventually just shut down to get what it needs.  The point is, with real rest, I never would have gotten that bad.  I would have appreciated my help mate looking out for me. (He knows that now.)

If you are a Christian husband reading this I implore you to remember your wife.  She NEEDS a day of rest.  MAKE SURE she gets it.  I am like a doctor writing a prescription for your ailing wife.  Make it happen.  Otherwise, she may snap and do something awful.  It may be tragic, or it may be running off with an 18 year old.  Either way it’s totally preventable.  ANDFORTHELOVEOFITALL:  DON’T tell her she needs to go to the doctor and get on meds.  She IS tired.  Help her rest.  Give her a day off.  It is quite literally a GOD given command.

I also want to tell you, in my experience, many secular marriages are putting our Christian marriages to shame.  They help each other.  They nurture one another.  They realize that they have to work to keep their spouse from leaving and finding “happiness” somewhere else.  Secular husbands are not helpful because of a commitment to God, they are helpful because of a commitment to their relationship.  A woman’s commitment to God should not be a doormat for a believing husbands boots.  Give her the gift of a break.  Weekly.  That will rejuvenate her, and your home will be a place of warmth and peace as opposed to stress.



2 responses

  1. I feel a little like this post is for my husband. He is an atheist. And he puts many of the Christian men I know (or have known, as it were) to shame. He cooks. He cleans up (I don’t ask him to clean in the traditional sense of scrubbing toilets or floors but he’d do that too). He is happy to look after the baby so I can get an hour or two of sleep. He…wait for it… GROCERY SHOPS. he feeds the dog and cat and fish and hens. He takes out the garbage, without being asked. He puts gas in the car. He is loving and affectionate.

    He doesn’t believe in the bible one iota but he does believe in loving and honoring ME and our family. And you know what, I expect it. We are partners. While each of us has our “job” to do at the end of the day we are partners in life. It makes me sad to think that the life of a Christian woman has been reduced to one of purely serving and not being served.

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