Life of the 50s: How To Be A Good Wife

The other day my mom read to me an excerpt from a 1950s High School Economic textbook that she was given at the High School she works at. The title is How To Be A Good Wife. I'm going to type out the excerpt (which is not very long at all). Times have changed, ohhh boy have times changed.

How To Be A Good Wife

Have dinner ready. Plan ahead, even the night before, to have a delicious meal on time. This is a way of letting him know you have been thinking about him and are concerned about his needs. Most men are hungry when they come home and the prospect of a good meal is part of the warm welcome needed.

Prepare yourself. Take fifteen minutes to rest so that you will be refreshed when he arrives. Put a ribbon in your hair and be a little refreshing. His boring day may need a lift.

Clear away the clutter. Make one last trip through the main part of the house just before your husband arrives, gathering up the school books, toys, paper, etc. Then run a dust cloth over the tables. Your husband will feel he has reached a haven of rest and order and it will give you a lift, too.

Prepare the children. Take a few minutes to wash the children's hands and faces (if they are small), comb their hair, and if necessary, change their clothes. They are little treasures and he would like to see them playing their part.

Minimize the noise. At the time of his arrival, eliminate all noise of the washer, dryer, dishwasher, or vacuum. Try to encourage the children to be quiet. Be happy to see him. Greet him with a warm smile and be glad to see him.

Make him comfortable. Have him lean back in a comfortable chair or suggest that he lie down in the bedroom. Have a cool/warm drink ready for him. Arrange his pillows and offer to take off his shoes. Speak in a low, soft, soothing and pleasant voice. Allow him to relax and unwind.

WHEW. What a job it was to be a wife in the 50s. Times have surely changed. While reading this, I found myself chuckling, because now, looking back on what wives were required to do for theirs husbands is funny. But I got to thinking about it, if wives still did this in their homes, it seems marriages would/could last longer. But, that is just my opinion. Just wanted to share this excerpt with y'all! Hope you enjoyed!! :)

Words of Wisom: Audrey Hepburn

Words of Wisdom

For attractive lips, speak words of kindness.

For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people.

For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry.

For beautiful hair, let a child run his or her fingers through it once a day.

For poise, walk with the knowledge that you never walk alone.

People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed and redeemed; never throw out anyone.

Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, you'll find one at the end of each of your arms. As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands, one for helping yourself, the other for helping others.

The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure she carries, or the way she combs her hair.
 The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides.

The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mode, but the true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives and the passion that she shows.

The beauty of a woman grows with the passing years.

Eye Opening.

Imagine, being 17 years old and faced with decision: Should I choose abortion or adoption? Some would say, "Choose abortion, it solves the problem quickly and quietly...no one has to know." Others would say, "Well, keep the baby." And then others would say, "Put the baby up for adoption." Tonight, I had a girl share her story with me. A faithless relationship, not on her part, ended up in an undesired pregnancy. It wasn't that the baby would have been un-welcomed, it wasn't financially sound. This girl had made up her mind that she was going to get an abortion, but she knew something didn't feel right, so she scratched those plans and chose adoption. Keep in mind she did this all between the age of 17 and 18. She got in touch with an adoption agency and they found a husband an wife, who could not have children. The wife was with this girl every step of the way. When it was time for the baby to be born, the wife was with this girl, crying and rooting her on. This girl chose life instead of death. While this girl told me her story, my heart went out to her, but not only her..to every single girl that is facing a situation like hers. Never in a million years could I imagine having to face the decision of giving the child I carried for nine months to another person. This girl, to me is a hero. Instead of fulfilling her own selfish desire to rid herself of the unwanted presence, she choose life. She has peace, because she knows that she choose the right decision. She choose life for the family that received their precious bundle of joy. This girl is my hero.

Busy Life

So I haven't not blogged in what seems like forever. Life has just been crazy busy! Over the past few weeks I've been looking at my life and what I've accomplished, and what I haven't accomplished. I miss friends that I've lost contact with and part of that is my fault. And I've probably lost out on friendships because I was too busy thinking only about myself and about no one else. One of my goals this year is to try and to reach out to others more. I want to focus on other people more and less of myself. The older I'm getting, the more I am realizing I need to cherish the people I have in my life because at any given moment they could be taken away from me. So all you out there who I call my friends and family....I really do love you from the bottom of my heart. With that being said, I have to go! A quick blog today and now off to write a five page paper for my English class!

I'll be back! :)

I want to live the way Jesus wants me to live.

"When the fixed standard of God's holiness is properly regarded, moral evaluations can be made which are in harmony with the good. However, if the standard becomes flexible instead of fixed, the product is moral relativism. Good and evil are mixed together in a nebulous mist that allows each person to decide for himself what is right or wrong"

             - I think this statement fully circumference's what is going on in the church right now. It seems that no longer people feel conviction for disregarding holiness and in such a way casting away holiness now has become a lifestyle for them. One thing that the church should never be, is relevant to the world. I guess some would say, well if the church isn't relevant to the world than how will we win souls. What the church needs to be, is cognizant of the world, NOT relevant.  The church needs to be aware of what is going on in the world, because the truth of the matter is the world is on it's fast way to a scary place and it's the people of God's job to change the world's direction and have them follow the one and only, Jesus Christ. Oh and regarding holiness before I forget! Remember, we are Christian's, molded and shaped after His image. We should look the way God wants us to look [literally unaltered] and we should act the way God wants us to act. This reminds me of the old hymn. "I want to live the way Jesus wants me to live, I want to give, give till there's no more to give. I want to love, love till there's just no more love; I could never ever out love the Lord."

           - Remember, we are a chosen people. Let's live after God's image.

.reliving the childhood.

I cannot begin to describe how much I love to watch animated movies. Growing up, it was all about Disney. Cinderella, Peter Pan, Toy Story, Sleeping Beauty, Snow White, and so many more were among my favorites. These films are clean and totally family oriented. Just this week I was able to watch Toy Story 3 (of which I watched half of it with my dad). I have to say that was one of the best movies I have seen in awhile. I felt some sort of "connection" if you would call it that, to Andy, seeing as I graduate this past year and all. Going off to college, it really isn't all that scary but it is definitely different than high school. With college, you are held more responsible for you actions and you even mature a little as time goes by. So yeah, I can relate to Andy. I remember when it was time to donate my toys and pack up the beanie babies and barbie dolls; even packing up the beloved 'blankie' was hard. But we all have to grow up at sometime. As Toy Story 3 came to an end, I found myself almost sad and happy at the same time. As Woody raised his hand to say, "so long partner"; part of Andy's life was ending, while another part was just beginning. So yes, when I graduated part of my life ended, while a brand new part is just beginning. I am so looking forward to what is going to happen in my life and this new journey that I have just begun.

.stay tuned for more.

.elyssa_lea -signing out for now.