It's a Beautiful Disaster2:26 PM
“You’re just a boy, you don’t understand how it feels to love a girl. Someday you wish you were a better man.”
I come from a long line of strong women. From fiery Irishwomen with tempers like the raging sea, to sturdy, pioneer stock. The women in my family can take it as well as give it. And yet, I am coming to realize, in our battle for equality, we have lost something along the way. There’s softness, a gentleness that’s lacking in the way we address others. It’s not that it’s not there; it’s just that in embracing the man’s world, we have hardened ourselves to much of our womanliness. We can no longer be seen as “soft.” We play hardball. We are harsh, critical, and oftentimes vindictive. We’ve lost the only thing that made us different: our femininity.
I so often hear from women ,(most especially the Christian crowd), that there are no good guys out there; that men are spineless losers who sit idly in front of their TV’s and let life pass them by. They have no dreams, no goals, nothing of significance to put their name to. When they are confronted by a female, they role over like a kicked dog. I have even found myself in these moan sessions. But lately, I have begun to wonder how much of this is our fault. Ladies, we’ve lost our sense of who God created us to be. We’ve lost the wonder that is femininity! We’ve become so focused on our own power play that we’ve left our kids behind at home, relegated our husbands to a backseat role and have even shaped our church into a potpourri smelling, touchy feely, manmare.
The divorce rate is skyrocketing, and let’s be honest, who would want to live with some of us?! We’re slowly creating yet another generation of men who are being raised by their mothers.
For the “single ladies”, there’s an even worse situation. I can’t tell you how often I’ve heard men say that it’s cheaper to date than to hire a prostitute. We’ve sold our bodies for dinner and a movie. We claim we can date like men; that it’s no problem just to sleep around. We are free, independent, powerful females; hear us roar!!! More often I hear you sobbing your eyes out, because you didn’t understand why he didn’t respect you and now he’s gone. Was our grandma really so off with her saying, “Why buy the cow when the milk is free?” It sounds hilarious, sure, but what are we telling men? What kind of power have you got when he’s taken all you ever had to give and he never even had to lift a finger to fight for you?
I said we’ve lost something along the way, but I think I’m wrong. We have lost everything. We’ve lost our identities, our families, our strong men, and even our sense of God. God is a father, a man, is He not? How can we claim to respect and revere Him, when we obviously don’t respect the men in our lives?