Prisoner at Home

What am I enslaved to? Sometimes being in this house all day with the boys, folding these mounds of laundry, and sweeping up endless amounts of dropped food begins to overwhelm me. I wonder why I do what I do and feel like a prisoner in the four walls we call home.

On some days, I can’t even find time to do the things I don’t enjoy much less the things I do. I get burdened down and feel enslaved; all joy is gone.

That’s when the Holy Spirit reminds me that through Him I have freedom. There is no bondage for those who have trusted in Christ.

Serving my family only becomes enslavement when I’m looking to it for freedom.

When I remember what Christ has done to win my freedom, my perspective changes. And although there are still tough days, I can serve and love with joy.


4 thoughts on “Prisoner at Home

  1. You are doing the greatest job in the world. Buildings will crumble, sales figures do not matter but the future is in the lives you are building. Raising Godly children for the Lord is the greatest job in the world. I fully understand you get overwhelmed with the day-to-day but it is the same out in the workforce. Before you know it they will be grown and out of the house and you will have plenty of time to do the things you don’t like and the things you do.

    Keep up the good work.

    1. Thanks Diane! Spoken with such wisdom and grace! I know those things but between the messes I’m quick to lose focus. Thank you for reminding me! God used you today! Miss you all!!

  2. Being in the thick of it with three littles is hard, hard work. Mine are older now so I don’t feel trapped but I do remember those feelings before they were in elementary school and I used to beat myself up for feeling that way. Hang in there! God has blessed you with a beautiful family.

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