The kettle is whistling and the bread just came out of the oven. The warmth of the stove wraps around me like a blanket, and the quiet is a comfort — not a curse. The world outside may be in chaos, but in here, peace still reigns. Not because I have it all figured out, but because I know who holds the future.
Even though I live alone for now — no husband, no children — I live as if they’re already part of my life. Because one day, if the Lord wills, they will be.
“Delight yourself in the Lord, and He will give you the desires of your heart.”
— Psalm 37:4
And I do desire marriage. I desire to serve a husband. To raise children in truth. To be a keeper of the home who is clothed in strength and dignity — not caught in the world’s confusion about what it means to be a woman.
I don’t see the kitchen as a prison. I see it as a place of preparation and power. It’s where I practice serving, sacrificing, and sustaining life. Even now — even just for myself — I treat every meal I prepare, every space I tend, every routine I build, as an offering. Because this is not about me. It’s about being faithful in the waiting.
“She rises while it is yet night and provides food for her household.”
— Proverbs 31:15
I want to be ready when God calls me into marriage — not just emotionally or spiritually, but practically. I want to know how to feed, nurture, support, and follow my future husband with grace and strength. And I want to raise children who know truth from lies, who see joy in discipline and purpose in obedience.
“Train up a child in the way he should go; even when he is old he will not depart from it.”
— Proverbs 22:6
The world is falling apart. The news grows darker every day. And while people stock up on weapons and solar panels, I’m stocking up on wisdom, discipline, and love. Because survival is about more than having a pantry full of food. It’s about knowing how to create peace in a storm — and that starts in the home.
So yes, I belong in the kitchen. Not because I have to — but because I choose to be a woman who nurtures life. It’s where I’ll minister to my family. It’s where I’ll teach lessons, dry tears, fill empty bellies, and pray over every plate.
“The wise woman builds her house, but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down.”
— Proverbs 14:1
I’m not foolish. I know what’s coming. And I want to be ready in spirit and skill when the world expects women to be helpless and hopeless.
Prayer
Father, thank You for creating me with purpose. Thank You for showing me that womanhood is not weakness, but strength of a different kind — softer, deeper, and holy. Help me to become the kind of wife who blesses her husband all the days of his life. Make me diligent in this season of waiting — to work, learn, and worship in private, unseen ways. Let this home be a training ground for the life You’re preparing me for. Amen.
Sometimes I think of my future husband. I wonder what he’s doing tonight. Maybe he’s chopping firewood or reading the Word by lamplight like I am. Maybe he’s praying for a woman who will walk beside him without questioning his leadership or trying to take it from him.
I pray I’ll be the answer to that prayer.
“Wives, submit to your own husbands, as to the Lord. For the husband is the head of the wife even as Christ is the head of the church…”
— Ephesians 5:22–23
That verse is not a burden to me. It’s a comfort. I want a husband I can trust to lead — and I want to be the kind of woman he can trust to follow without resistance. Because that kind of order isn’t outdated. It’s biblical. It brings peace, not confusion.
And I know the world rolls its eyes at women like me. They think we’re brainwashed, repressed, afraid. But I’ve never felt more free. Free from the pressure to compete, to climb, to prove myself by the world’s standards. I know who I am — and whose I am.
“Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised.”
— Proverbs 31:30
So tonight, I light my candles. I pray over my future table. I fold my laundry with care and organize my shelves because this is my calling. Even now, without a husband to serve or children to raise, I am living the life of a God-honoring woman in training.
Prayer
Lord, prepare me to be a wife and mother who walks in wisdom, patience, and deep love. Teach me to lay down selfish ambition and pick up quiet faithfulness. Let me serve now with joy, knowing that You see everything done in secret. Bless my future husband, wherever he is tonight. Strengthen him to lead. Teach him to love. And when the time is right, bring us together in Your perfect plan. In Jesus’ name, Amen.
This is enough for tonight. The stew is cooling and the world is still turning. But my heart is full. Because even in this quiet season, I know I’m becoming exactly the kind of woman I was made to be.
And when the time comes — when God brings my family — I won’t just be ready. I’ll be grateful.
The Christian Tech-Nerd 
Did you ask AI to generate images of women in 50s-style kitchens? I like your line “I don’t see the kitchen as a prison. I see it as a place of preparation and power.” Women had power and influence in the early Christian Church into the 3rd century, when Christians had to meet in homes. Women held power over their households and could speak their minds. Christianity was appealing to women because it allowed them to rebel against the patriarchy. All that changed as Christianity became legal and institutionalized in the 4th century.
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I love you, dear sister, but Jesus never said anything like this.
Women may choose to be in the kitchen, that is their privileg and right, but it is not their obligation under Gods rule. That is the obligation forced on them by selfish men, who have misinterpreted what Jesus never said.
Remember, I love you, as God does
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Good for you❤️. Most young women are not prepared to enter marriage. For the most part they are focused on self and their careers. Some would say that you’re old fashioned, but I respect your choices. You show great wisdom and maturity.
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This is a beautiful post. With you it is like entering into a private inner world that has nothing to do with modern times. I understand the concept completely because I have been privileged to enter into the inner Kingdom of God. I live daily in an atmosphere and inner world that is so very unlike the outer world around me. The visions and dreams given to me by Father God paint the scenes of what I live inwardly. My goodness, your inner world is so attractive and amazing. It is beautiful in every sense of the word. Somehow it blends perfectly into the dreams that Father God gave to me. How that is possible I can only guess at, until Father shows me what is happening. You are the very sweetest and nicest woman I know of. You take God more seriously than any woman I have met. You have such wisdom and understanding, with the wonderful ability to communicate it in understandable words that paint thought pictures that people like me can understand. Who are you? Where do you come from? You seem so familiar yet we have never met. The only thing I can think of is that we have met and known each other in this inner world where God’s Kingdom is located. I have met people who are faceless, as Father did not want their identity made known to me at the time. All I can say girl is to please keep living the Bible in simple everyday life. You make it come alive to me. You are certainly a miracle created by Father God unique and wonderful.
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Thanks for “liking” my blog posts! It’s beautiful to see that someone recognizes that women belong in the kitchen and bedroom, serving their husbands. In the Bible, all women are either virgins, concubines, or whores. This is as it should be, and the “happy homemaker” wife can be all three, cooking/cleaning for hubby and gratifying her man sexually in whatever way he desires. Our glorious Christian president recognizes this, and I’m shocked more people don’t. I know that one day you will find a strong, potent man to impregnate you with numerous future Christians.
Keep on shakin’ and bakin’!
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Awwww. 🥰
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Reading this post again. What strikes me is that in your prayer you said for God to teach your future husband to love. It confirms that love is taught, and not just a normal occurrence that happens without any effort. In the household that I grew up in there was no love of God there. There was at times some human love, and a whole lot of hatred. We are what we were taught, and what we experienced growing up. It takes a miracle from God for anyone to have the love of God in them, and today very few do have it. In the hundreds of protestant churches that I have visited over the years, I have found human love in some of them, and a whole lot of worldly character, and behavior that does not belong in any church. What I cannot testify to finding is the Love of God. Nowhere have I found a fervent love for Jesus Christ that is manifested by obeying all of his commands, and a life of selfless service to honor and to glorify God by living as Jesus taught his original disciples to live. I think the world is empty of the love of God today. Jesus said, “If you love me, obey my commands”. Yet today the professing Christians refuse to obey the commands given by King Jesus Christ in their entirety. They prefer a different gospel given by a self-appointed apostle. They prefer the different man made doctrines that every religious group has. Always differing from everyone else, proving that it is man made, and not from God. Nerd you do have an amazing vision for a wife and how a family is to be run. Kudos to you. May your prayers and desires be granted to you. May you be a shining example to professing Christian people everywhere. Most of all a husband that shares your vision and dream, and who has the authentic love of God inside of him that will enable him to live as you envision.
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I will try my best to reply to your comments because I love reading them, just don’t have too much time during the day to respond as quickly as you deserve
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