Lets play a little game. I am going to present a word. You tell me the first emotion that pops up.
I don’t blame you.
No one knows what will happen. I don’t know that my job will last, or my health, or my business. I don’t know what relationships will stand the test of time, and which will break under pressure, or fizzle away with the seasons. All the unknowns make the future a little daunting.
I worry sometimes about the future. I worry that I am not making the right decisions for what I hope to see happen in my life. I worry that I have taken too many short cuts and have short changed myself and that I won’t be able to accomplish all I hope to accomplish before my life ends.
I don’t worry all the time, I wouldn’t consider myself a worry-wort, but I sometimes feel so ill-prepared for the life I am living that I wonder if I shouldn’t have made different decisions in the past, and that makes me wonder if there is something I should be doing differently now that will help tomorrow.
It is a vicious cycle.
I want to have the kind of confidence that allows me to laugh at days to come. I want to know that I am prepared and ready for whatever life brings. I think part of that is faith in the goodness of life, and part of that is making the best decisions possible today.
There is a type of woman ancient Scripture talks about that “Laughs at days to come.” She prepares her home, her family, her kitchen, her finances, her community in the best way she knows how. She works hard, she gets up early, she builds relationships and she is confident.
In modern times she is sometimes explained like a June Cleaver character – always perfect in pearls as she vacuums and brings her husband some slippers.
I am not June Cleaver. I don’t want to be June Cleaver.
Every now and then well meaning modern teachers describe her like Martha Stewart, but married and without prison time.
I am not Martha Stewart. (and let’s face it, Martha might be June reincarnated.)
So how does someone like me, a little eccentric and outside of the Martha and June Wannabe Club, become a woman that can laugh at the days to come? If I am not going to be a 1950s stay-at-home housewife, or a modern craft and entertaining expert, what does this look like?
I propose we need a new, and more flexible vision of womanhood. Apart from sexy celebrities, apart from idealistic pastors wives. Apart from Martha and June.
Here is where I start my quest.
What do you think is a vital characteristic of the modern woman? What do we do, as women, that allows us to “laugh at days to come”?