“She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness.” (Prov. 31:27)

A Homemaker's Responsibility

Thought I'd post a "Daily Chore Schedule" here for you ladies who are doing your best to take care of your household. I have shared this schedule with many friends in hopes that we can all benefit from one another's ideas. It seems to be helpful.


This is what I do to make my home a better place to enjoy:
Basically I do one or two jobs a day to keep the house in order. That way I don't get tired, and the house is always clean. Only a fast “touch up” is needed for company. :-)

Mon- Gather trash in every room of the house. (Of course, kitchen trash is taken out daily [Thanks to the men in the fam!]).; Change sheets on bed in master bedroom

Tues- Vacuum entire house; Spray house with air freshener

Wed- Clean bathrooms (I only have two baths. If more than two, maybe add another bath to Tuesday’s chores); Mop the entire house

Thurs- Deep clean kitchen sink, stovetop and counters; Quickly wipe out frig.

Fri- Dust the house; Change sheets on kids' beds

Sat/Sun rest

*I usually wash and fold two loads of clothes a day (family of five). Everyone puts up their pile immediately!
*Helpers: Assign age appropriate jobs when possible to children. Call on helpers to assist with everyday jobs like dinner dishes, sweeping the kitchen floor after supper or unloading the dishwasher in the mornings.
*Declutter a little as you go each week. Don’t get “bogged down” in one room; remember you are coming around again the next week. ;-) After a month, you will notice a difference.
Hope this helps. Tackle your responsibilities with joy. Sing praises to Him while you work. Happy Choring!
In His Love,
Les
“She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness.” (Prov. 31:27)

feeling of nostalgia

God wants everybody to be saved and come to truly know Him. (1Timothy 2:4)

Sometimes Americans find themselves having a feeling of nostalgia when they live in a foreign country that has a McDonald’s. There are times when a family just needs a hamburger and French-fries. However, in this incident I had a purely Russian experience under the “Golden Arches” and praise God for it.

Our family attended a Russian Baptist Church on the south side of St. Petersburg this past Sunday. We walked and traveled by metro train for about an hour for Buck to have the opportunity to preach and for our family to worship with one of the four Russian Baptist Union churches in a city populated with 4.7 million. Before the service a gentleman approached me whom I assumed to be a believer and asked me to meet with him and his two daughters to help with English as a second language. One of the daughters attends a university in Saint Petersburg. She was having a written exam on Thursday of this week, and the father was concerned for his daughter’s learning and asked me to dialog with her. We exchanged phone numbers to set up a meeting time and place.

Two days later Buck talked with the father, and I met the family at McDonald’s on Wednesday. Sitting down to eat, I noticed that they did not ask a blessing; therefore, I suggested that we pray before we eat. I began to notice certain things that were indicators that possibly they were not believers. After our prayer, we began introducing ourselves. This family is from Murmanskaya oblast, one of the most northern regions of Russia located to the right of Finland by the White Sea. The father is visiting the oldest daughter attending the university. The youngest daughter will be coming to live in Saint Petersburg next year.

Immediately I remembered Buck casually saying, “Leslie, this may be a witnessing opportunity for you because the girls may not be saved.” I had the privilege for an hour before we started speaking in English to give a gospel presentation in Russian. I finished by asking specific, culturally based questions about beginning a personal relationship with God.

Then three miracles took place. The father, Anatolly, his elder daughter Anna, and his younger daughter, DeAnna, prayed to begin a relationship with the Father on the top floor at a middle table in McDonald’s. Wednesday, July 24, 2002, only twelve days before we leave the country for stateside assignment, God allowed me to have the privilege to share with the people of this area about Him and see three new children born into His family. Praise God people can find the Old Rugged Cross anywhere, even under the Golden Arches that day. (A Winter’s Path, 2003, devotion 16)
In His Love,
Les