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Proverbs 31 Woman vs Martha 31

"Who can find a virtuous and capable wife? She is more precious than rubies. Her husband can trust her, and she will greatly enrich his life. She brings him good, not harm, all the days of her life. She finds wool and falx and busily spins it. She is like a merchants ship, bringing her food from afar. she gets up before dawn to prepare breakfast for her household and plan the day's work for her servant girls. She goes to inspect a field and buys it; with her earnings she plants a vineyard. She is energetic and strong, a hard worker. She makes sure her dealings are profitable; her lamp burns late into the night. Her hands are busy spinning thread, her fingers twisting fiber. She extends a helping hand to the poor and opens her arms to the needy. She has no fear of winter for her household, for everyone has warm clothes. She makes her own bedspreads. She dresses in fine linen and purple gowns. Her husband is well known at the city gates, where he sits with the other civic leaders. She makes belted linen garments and sashes to sell to the merchants. She is clothed with strength and dignity, and she laughs without fear of the future. When she speaks, her words are wise, and she gives instructions with kindness. She carefully watches everything in her household and suffers nothing from laziness. Her children stand and bless her. Her husband praises her: "There are many virtuous and capable women in the world, but you surpass them all!" Charm is deceptive, and beauty does not last; but a woman who fears the Lord will be greatly praised. Reward her for all she has done. Let her deeds publicly declare her praise."

Ive been working so hard towards Martha 31 (modern day Proverbs 31 woman) so I made up my own verse to describe where I'm at in this process. This is for fun, please don't misunderstand me.

"It is rare to find a virtuous and capable wife, it would be nice if I felt like beautiful rubies instead red jelly. My husband can trust me and I try to enrich his life and keep him on his toes. I do my best to bring him good, laughter, entertainment and fun hopefully for all the days of my life. I find rental property and fix it. I am like a international catering van, bringing food experiences from afar. I get up before the family in the summer to prepare breakfast for my household and so far stink at it on school days. I plan the work for myself and my helpers. I go inspect rental property and sell homes; with my earnings I plant a garden and buy animals to run a small farm. Im energetic most of the time and strong, a hard worker majority of the time. I try to make sure my dealings are profitable but cant help it when tenants feel the need to not pay rent and my lamp burns late into the night getting my work done or until I fall flat on my face. My hands are always busy texting and emailing, my mouth talking nonstop. I extend a helping hand to the true poor people not the ones who choose to not pay and live the way they want and open my arms to those in need again no tolerance for those who choose not to help themselves in anyway and look for handouts continuously. I have no fear of winter for my household when I have money to pay for propane and can afford Old Navy to keep us with warm clothes. I cant sew to make my own bedspread, but I can work harder to get the money to buy one. I dress in Old Navy and TJMaxx which I believe to be fine linen every once in awhile I get to wear a purple gown. My husband is known in all the surrounding cities, where he sits with other EMS and city officials. I hate to wear belts and wouldn't wear a sash unless it said Mrs Oklahoma or Mrs America, but I do sell houses to other people. I have strength and dignity for who I am , and I laugh without the fear of the future because I follow Gods promises. Not sure my words are wise, but I try to be helpful, and I give instructions even though kindness isn't the right way to describe me, they are alot nicer than they used to be. I do carefully watch everything in my household and only have brief moments of laziness more like exhaustion. My children do not stand and bless me yet, but hopefully one day they will. At the moment they still blame me for everything that goes wrong in their lives. My husband praises me: "There is no one like you in this whole world and your the only one for me". I don't have much charm and beauty is in the eye of the beholder. I do fear the Lord and hope that one day I hear the words, "well done my good and faithful servant".

This really is my life and even though it was for fun it has truth. I can see the areas that need to be worked on, and also see how far I have come. Come on Martha, we have snacks to go make for the family tonight.....

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