This excellent division of labor was devised by God and had been refined, over the centuries, by men and women alike.
As a result, both the husband and the wife were well-suited for their responsibilities and produced a relatively stress-free and peaceful life for themselves and their children.
Literally, all the bases were covered. Unfortunately, this is no longer the case as radical second-wave feminism has wrenched American women away from their families, in order to pursue pointless, stressful and ultimately, unfulfilling careers outside the home.
One of my most vivid memories of my childhood reflects America before radical feminism disrupted the harmony.
One Spring day in 1960, I remember walking home from elementary school to find my Mother sitting in a chaise lounge lawn chair on our side lawn, reading a book.
As she sat in the sunlight looking so relaxed and beautiful I remember thinking that, rather than go to school and take tests, I wanted, instead, to be my Mother.
Compared to the stress-filled lives of mothers today, my Mother’s generation of Christian wives and mothers had an enviable lifestyle. Unlike today’s guilt-ridden option of “choosing” to stay home, these women were permitted to happily do what they loved to do best, unaffected by feminism’s wrath, they were permitted to care for their families full-time.
As Myrna Loy’s character, Kay Wilson, said to William Powell’s character, Larry Wilson, in MGM’s 1940 movie I Love You Again, “Marriage is the soundest investment two people can make.” Not only does it make people wealthier, it makes them healthier as well.
And just as with thousands of previous generations, of Christian wives and mothers, the committment to the Christian sacrament of marriage not only provided a solid future for the young couple but ensured a solid future for their children, extended family, and by association, the American culture as a whole.
The individual benefits of marriage were simply undeniable and having children was the greatest benefit of all, for all. Naturally, all young women wanted to be part of that bright and happy future.
In fact, most women believed that a marriage without children was very sad. I remember my great-aunt Florence saying, as she watched her many grand-nieces and nephews romp around our yard, “Unfortunately, God never blessed us with children.”
Her regret was palpable and even as a teenager, it made me feel very sorry for her. After many years of marriage she and her husband would remain childless and when Uncle Tommy died, an additional burden of loneliness was added to her childless life.
The desire for children is the essence of womanhood. Women naturally want children, and marriage provides the safest and easiest way to accomplish this, both emotionally and economically.
Until radical feminism wrecked everything, staying home to care for those precious bundles of joy from God meant everything to women.
When our family celebrated my Grandfather’s 100th birthday, my Grandmother’s only comment to all of her extended family, was how grateful she was to Pop for providing her with a family of her own.
You see, she was twenty-seven years old when she and Pop married, so she knew the fear of never having her own family. She knew that she was slowly becoming a spinster and her “good job” in New York City was never going to fulfill her lifelong dreams of having a family of her own.
As a Christian, Grandma wanted nothing more than to have a husband who could provide her with a home and children. Her job meant nothing to her when compared to her family and so she happily came home to stay, as soon as she and Pop were married.
Children were the joy in women’s lives that nothing else could replace and the sadness associated with possibly never having children was immense.
Women were created by God to cherish children and nothing can replace the personal happiness that comes along with their children’s births.
In my Mother and Grandmother’s day, women only worked to fill their time before they married and had children. Their jobs were rarely seen as a “careers”, unless marriage was not forthcoming.
Women rightfully wanted to stay home and lovingly care for their families and, until radical feminism reared its ugly head in the 1960s, they were encouraged to do just that.
It’s the Women, Not the Men to be continued…