Women

Today I contemplated the magnificent power that is women. My view of myself during my single life was bittersweet. I spent most my entire life trying to prove my value. I volunteered thousands of hours in my community and even though my resume is excellent people doubt my value or language that describes my own self.

Why is it easy for some to assume fault in someone without personal knowledge of the person.

I have experienced rejection for so long that the need for outside validation is never a pillar for stability of mind. I have been maligned, crucified, publicly humiliated, and betrayed time and time again. My values compel me to forgive, let go, and strive ahead.

I started motherhood in my late thirties which is consider “old” or “high risk”. All the same I carried both my two pregnancies successfully and delivered two beautiful boys for my husband.

The mere process of pregnancy is amazing.

What a woman can do man cannot.

Read it again.

We truly are fearfully and wonderfully made. Just imagine the breast milk our bodies produces to empower our small babies growth and development.

Back to my original thought…there was a point I couldn’t see my value as a female child growing up. I thought it was a curse to be female due to abuse of authority from toxic masculinity. So I strived for perfection which is grasping for straws in sand.

My value as a woman can be quantified in what Christ is to his followers eat and drink. A woman is sustenance to her unborn child, after she gives birth her body remains a place of refuge and sustenance for her growing baby. A woman is also a refuge and sacred space for her husband, her life’s companion, she brings life.

A woman truly presents herself a living sacrifice daily for those she loves in mind, body, and soul. We do this 24/7….365….rain or shine….sickness or health. We give up ourselves and put those we love first always.

What a woman can do man cannot.

Breeders Part II

Daughter’s of the Most High created to reflect the glory of God- not of man. Tearless eyes Lost Innocence Squandered Inheritance. Diamonds in the rough. Please comprehend your value is far greater then any ruby. Yet marred by the deceptions of false immitations counterfeits. Void ambitions laced invitations reflections deceptions of one nite of bliss. Bed of Roses turned into thorns of ravished gardens. White washed temples empty for the gates were left open. Mind abducted by false ideas of what could be. Pillar of salt don’t look back. My sista we be Queens elaborately designed for a King chosen by YAH. The nite of consummation. Angelic Host sing. A Royal Marriage Bed with our Heavenly Fathers Blessing.

Written  by LaQuita S. Thurman 7 October 2012