women

Yesterday was International Women’s Day. It was a day I had the privilege to listen to two inspirational women on a Zoom session and it was the day my dearly loved aunt passed away. But in fact, everyday should be celebrated.

We are creatures of sensitivity, creativity and flexibility. We are emotional and passionate and our fierce love consumes us when we fight for justice. We are the gentle rain and the thunderstorm because we speak as such. We are the sunrise and the sunset because of the beauty we display. We are the ocean wave that continually slaps along the shore being there consistently for someone somewhere or the fresh mountain air in lungs that give birth to new creations. We are patient. We are strong. We build families and support each other. We were made of love, for love, to love ourselves, each other and a world that desperately needs it.

Memories of my mother remind me of the endless days when she was tired, but she would still have so many tasks to complete while we were sleeping in our beds. She always gave of herself for others to have a better tomorrow. And when she laid her head on her pillow, the thousand prayers uttered from her lips and the worries and cares were sent heavenward as she finally rested. Many women, the world wide, giving of themselves for the betterment of others. From generations ago who sacrificed and endured so we could have better lives, and I am thankful and grateful, as I too have known denial of myself to give to others. It is the woman’s heart beating in her breast.

We have given Mother Nature the attribute of a woman and countless cultures revere the femininity. Tears can flow from her and laughter from her lips. Woman is practical and spiritual. The bible shares many stories of women of faith. Rahab welcomed spies to save others, Ruth ventured to a new land and Mary trusted God to carrying the Savior of the world in her womb. We carry the Holy Spirit within us. Let’s share that with the world and as the great Psalmist, David writes in the Psalms:

There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God,
    the holy place where the Most High dwells.
God is within her, she will not fall;
    God will help her at break of day.
Nations are in uproar, kingdoms fall;
    he lifts his voice, the earth melts. The Lord Almighty is with us;
    the God of Jacob is our fortress.

. Psalm 46: 4-7