Now when you hear the word work do you ever cringe or think "oh please not today, I have more than enough on my plate and do not need to add to it." Have you ever stopped to think about the value of work? How has it blessed you? How has it effected your personal or family life?
I look back at growing up on a farm and working along side my family. I remember the Saturdays where we would rather be doing anything else than cleaning out the shed or cleaning up the yard or having to weed the garden...again. Now as I look back on those times, I can see how it brought me closer to my brothers and sisters or to my parents through work. I loved 'changing the wheel lines' as we called it or better known as irrigating our farm.
When I was really little I would go out with my dad and he would open up the engine cover on a big wheel line and I got to sit inside the cover while he moved it. I felt like the luckiest girl being able to ride on a amusement park ride every time I went out to irrigate with him.
I would watch my dad and his strong arms being able to move pipe and crank on the water. I loved being able to ride on the four wheeler while working too.
As I grew up and took over irrigating our farm as a job I became strong and sure of myself because I was doing a job that I had observed for years and was now the one in charge and was able to do it well. My self esteem in this area was good compared to other areas in my life at the time.
Now this brings me to the value of work. I watched my parents example as a child and worked along the side of them to learn the values of work even if I didn't realize the value of it all till I had children who were watching me and I was now the example that they will be following.
I love work.
I love that I am able to find something I enjoy doing and doing it well. I love being able to take care of something. I love being able to share what I love with others. All these things build us up to enjoy our lives by doing what we love.
The other night out at our horse I watched my little girl just over a year and half old pick up a rake, know how to hold it, start raking up the goods in the horse stall and see her discovering that she was able to do something just like mom and dad and could do it well. The joy this brought her was priceless.
Did I teach her how to hold a rake... no and yes. I didn't physically put her hands on a rake and say this is how you do it. It was through my example of raking and working that she observed and learned how to do it.
So this week I have learned that it isn't going to be the constant nagging I give to the kids or the amount of jobs they have every day that will teach them how to work. No. It will be how I show them. It is through my example of how I keep my room clean, how I clear the table and wash the dishes after eating, how I love animals and want to take care of them. Yes. It is through all of these things that I DO that my children observe that they will learn and become the person they need to be someday.
I am grateful for work. For being able to see something improve through my efforts.
I love the life I live not because I have everything or I am where I want to be.... It is because I choose to love it and will choose to do the things that matter most and bring me joy and happiness because I want to be happy. Having work makes me happy and I love it!
Camille Loves being a Mother of five, wife to an amazing cowboy, A photographer, blog writer, and an Adventure seeker.
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