Writing about womanhood is different far from what I used to. It’s my newfangled stuff and it seems strange and offbeat but a voice keeps on pushing me to linger on – to write is to learn. As it happens I’ve come to understand that there is much learning about life I get the hang of as I continue to play with words.
From the time I carry on reading my Bible every morning, I feel like God is personally talking to me through His words. Oh sweet talks, gorgeous promises, precious teachings.
A little while back, I was told to be a FEMALE WELL.
Last year I have written for myself a piece on my birthday which somehow I come to realize that it is rubbish. Yep, my self-reflection last year is a trash. (Confusions and Emptiness of a Twenty-** Years Old Lady.) I talked more about reaching the age of regret and me being lost. I talked about seeking and hunting for quest is a serious game that I have to win in, believing that life alone is just full of wonders and more of doubts. Feeling sorry, eh?
Anyway I won’t apologize because we are all works in progress so might as well shrug the past off and look forward to what lies ahead.
So there may I speak humbly for myself because I believe I wasn’t bought with a price for silence. Jesus didn’t save me to sit simply in a corner and be quiet. He gave me brain not for nothing but to write a story for His glory. He made me ME – God’s daughter by design.
But first let me make one confession.
Over the past, I was actually blinded by my own impaired vision of “I should be” equal with men in a wrong viewpoint.
My arrogance led me to almost never depend on men because I thought I can always do things as I wish.
My ignorance taught me not to be influenced by men because I believed merely on my own sway.
My pride driven me foolish for thinking I was better than men because I thought it was the most sophisticated thing one ‘strong’ woman can do.
Those were spiteful that I wish I never did.
But I did.
And now I regret bits and pieces of a complete foolishness, thoughtlessness, madness I once was. Pardon me. But as I said, we are a work in progress.
In Jeremiah 10:8 it says, “They are all senseless and foolish; they are taught by worthless idols.”
This verse speaks to me for I once was a victim of self-idolatry and excessive blind adoration of myself. It was like digging a pit to fall for my own destruction.
According to my personal understanding, when a woman acts too ‘classy’ it will lead into a man’s insecurity. He will hook lack of self-confidence and uncertainty. Women should be building with grace-filled and hopeful words.
If there is one thing I will shout in fairness, men and women should be equal in value, fully deserving of dignity and respect. They bear equal in God’s image and equal standing in Christ.
Men shouldn’t be compared with women because men are just too exceptional and incomparable. They are without match, courageous, defender and protector.
Women will never be the same with men because women are set apart unique, created beautifully and special in so many incredible ways. They are unbeatably different, uplifting in spirits, cultivator and encourager.
Simply put, a man and a woman is separated by design and molded with purpose.
I am a woman who likes make-up, travels, career, coffee, education, friendships, photographs, bags, cars, shoes, name it. BUT it doesn’t stop there. It shouldn’t stop there.
I want to find my role as a ‘woman’, I want to fulfill God’s purpose through my life and act according to His calling and I want to glorify Him in everything.
Signifying an ultimate familiarity with His word, He has called me to be compassionate and to love people more than loving myself. I am called to serve and not to be served because it is no longer I who live but Christ lives in me.
At the end…
Being a female well is just being selfless.
Being a female well speaks not a single curse but thousand of blessings.
Being a female well improves and cultivates her inner beauty endlessly.