Monday, December 23, 2013

Virtuous Sisters

{From the Archives of Connie's Letters, January 2013.}

Part 1

This old story took place many yrs ago..Well i was pregnant with the Rock Star "Dan " and he will be 31 this Spring..My memory takes me back to a special day in the fall..i can hear my precious children in the car playing in the backseat..No car seats then ,,so they jumped all over the car,,Papa didnt care..David wud swing on Jims neck from the back seat,,"Hey thats my neck you are pullin on.." ..Me and Papa had promised the children a puppy for an early Christmas present,,We were chasing down an Address in the newspaper..."Free Puppies"..Finally Jim found the house ...It was a lovely old white farm house nestled in a cluster of Autumn maple trees....The husband came out and we all visited a while..i was to find out that we had come for more then a puppy..i was about to meet a Virtuous woman that i was never to forget,,i dont even remember their names..i will just call the husband Fran as he looked French and his lovely wife i will call her Mother..As we visited with Fran he kept mentioning his wife...This couple was in their late 40s..i was about 31 and Jim was about 38.,,Fran told us about Mother and all the things she made especially in the fall..He showed us her garden ...It was done for the summer and put away till next spring time...But then Fran wanted to show us Mothers Summer Kitchen ...Oh Mercy , was a feast for the eyes to behold..Jim had only been saved for about 3 yrs..i was seeking hard after the virtuous woman,,"Who is she i kept asking the Lord" .?.Well the Lord was about to show me one of the virtuous sisters that was to hold me in place for alot of yrs..

Part 2

So Fran tells us to follow him and we went to the Summer Kitchen,,The puppies were in a box waiting for the children to come and get them just inside the door of this lovely old kitchen,,Ok i will tell you what it looked like..You walked thru a grape arbor that was shaped like a hallway to the front door of the kitchen..The kitchen was a long old out building that was not insulated and had a dirt floor in most of it,,,This precious wife and mother was cookin up a storm in there..She had a big old wood burning stove..But then she had other stoves in the building too,..One she was making cheese on,..and it had to be kept at a certain temp..Then she had another stove too ..i dont remember what that one was for..In a corner of her kitchen was a huge pile of bright orange pumpkins and gourds that she had grown in her garden.Also she had piles of fall flowers that she wud dry..Mainly the Giant Marigolds and Zinnias ..Over our heads was the wooden beams..Mother tied her flowers upside down so that they wud retain their colors and wud dry out ..The kitchen ceiling was awash with colors of Fall..It was gorgeous.. She also had dried herbs tied to the beams.. Then she had shelves of Mason jars and baskets of tomatoes waiting to be canned. Also baskets of cucumbers to be made into pickles..Well Fran introduced his lovely wife to us..And the children played with the puppies for a while.,,After Mother met us and all she told us that she was a Christian.. They had 2 teenagers a boy about 14 and his sister was about 16..The children came out of the house to see what Puppy our children was taking,..And the teenagers so admired their mother...and their dad,,But especially their Mother.. That sure touched my heart..

Part 3 is some more of the writing.. its about when we first met Frans
wife.We entered the shed{kitchen} thru a grape arbor..The arbor brot alot
of shade and the vines of the grapes went all over the front of the shed
and kept things cool in the kitchen..As you entered this kitchen it was as
tho worldliness just fell off of you and you were entering the hallow of
Gods Hands..When i saw Mother working in her kitchen i felt so
peaceful..Fran introduced her as his bride of many yrs..Mother was quiet
and reserved..i felt like i had entered her sanctuary and interrupted her
prayers..This wife had moral dignity and strength..Thru her domestication
she brot out the natural ways of her husband..She was discreet and
chaste..i was a young wife seeking the older Titus mother...That day the
Lord showed me a part of what all of this meant..Mother didnt need to
preach to me..her life showed me what being domesticated meant..To close
this up i will tell you one more thing Fran said about his bride..He said
that he bot a herd of cows to care for just so he cud give his pretty wife
fresh cream for her coffee every morning..Later i was to find out that
Mother taught classes on Housewifery..i didnt get to go to them as i was so
busy with my big family..But i was thankful i got to meet this precious
family. When i first started the Happy Housewifery Newsletter this was the
first story i wrote..i didnt get this one sent out..But i think this mother
had alot of influence on me as a young mother with alot to learn..Love

* Order Connie's book, "Dear Kitchen Saints," available on Amazon. It is autobiographical and tells the beautiful story of her marriage testimony!* 

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Dear Connie,
I love this post. I read it sometime last year on your old blog and couldn't find it again. I was so excited when I started reading and realized what it was. I really appreciate your blog and book. Thanks so much for putting it out there.


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