What Being A Woman Means To Me

A blogger friend, SelahV, has written a post about being a woman today. She has shared some excellent thoughts on her blog. I encourage everyone to go read it here.

I'm going to attempt to answer her question here on my blog. She asks: what does being a woman mean to you?

My story is much like Selah's story. I grew up confused about what it meant to be woman too. I was somewhat of a tomboy growing up. Loved to be outdoors climbing trees and playing in the mud. My mother was very feminine. I admired her feminine ways, and really wanted to be like her.

It's a bit of stretch for my memory now, but I'm pretty sure girls had to wear dresses when I was going to elementary school. I remember wearing shorts under my dress, but I don't ever remember wearing anything but dresses to grade school. I was thinking maybe that was just our family policy, but, as I think back, I remember sometime in Jr. high when they started allowing girls to wear pants to school. My parents were very against that, but the ole peer pressure won out, and my sister and I were soon allowed to wear pants to school. I also remember the next step when girls were allowed to wear blue jeans to school. Slowly but surely we were all becoming generic looking. The boys had long hair, and the girls were wearing jeans.

It seems like nothing compared to what goes on today. I was thinking just the other day how clothes for girls these days are so revealing and tight. Some of the clothes look like underclothing. And, there's the boys, they're covered from head to toe with huge baggy clothing. You can't hardly even tell there's a body in there sometimes. What is wrong with this picture? The enemy knows that men are visual. It's not that men need to be running around half naked either, but that wouldn't have near the effect on society as half naked women does.

Back to what being a woman means to me. Growing up during the women's lib movement, I was very confused about what a woman's role is. I spent many years trying to be the woman society said I should be. It wasn't until I asked the Lord what He created me to be, that I found peace.

The Lord brought me home, out of the workforce I had been in for over 20 yrs. He eventually led my husband and I to bring our son home, out of the Public School system, and teach him at home. If you had told me five years before that, that is where I'd be, I would have said you were nuts! But, when we ask the Lord what He created us to be, and we are totally serious about wanting to know, we may be surprised! I wasn't sure about coming home. I was even less sure about homeschooling our son. The only thing I was sure about is that is what God wanted me to do. I acted out of obedience. Seven years later, I can't believe I almost missed one of the most blessed journeys of my life!

I love being at home. I love being a wife and a stay at home, homeschool mom. I love the friends the Lord brings into my life. I love being a woman. The woman God created me to be.