I just heard my youngest say to a group of boys, “Yes, I’m a girl!”. She said it with pride. See, she was playing a video game with some friends and they couldn’t believe that “a girl” was “THAT GOOD” at video games. (She also got the passion award in school for geometry this year.)
My oldest, was top academic student of the year in her class. A GIRL! Beating out boys in subjects like math and science.
Girls can do anything they put their minds to, but for some reason, still in the year 2020, it is surprising when a girl does things better than a boy! Why? Why can’t it be just a rejoicing for great accomplishments?
I am a woman. Hubby and I are raising women. Women who are smart, talented, brave, courageous, and grace-filled! Women who will know that they can be proud to be a woman! Women who deserve to be cherished and loved, and God willing, loved by their future husband’s who will honor them and be proud of their strength and wisdom…
…BUT…YES THERE IS A BUT… They are Women! They are not men. We were all created differently. Women have different roles in the family. There is pride in that! Men can not do what we can. They were not created to do what we can.
We are raising our girls to be women of God. Women with values and standards and women of great worth! Women who know that they can be proud to be a woman!
Proverbs 31:10-31
An excellent wife who can find? She is far more precious than jewels. The heart of her husband trusts in her, and he will have no lack of gain. She does him good, and not harm, all the days of her life. She seeks wool and flax, and works with willing hands. She is like the ships of the merchant; she brings her food from afar. She rises while it is yet night and provides food for her household and portions for her maidens. She considers a field and buys it; with the fruit of her hands she plants a vineyard. She dresses herself with strength and makes her arms strong. She perceives that her merchandise is profitable. Her lamp does not go out at night. She puts her hands to the distaff, and her hands hold the spindle. She opens her hand to the poor and reaches out her hands to the needy. She is not afraid of snow for her household, for all her household are clothed in scarlet. She makes bed coverings for herself; her clothing is fine linen and purple. Her husband is known in the gates when he sits among the elders of the land. She makes linen garments and sells them; she delivers sashes to the merchant. Strength and dignity are her clothing, and she laughs at the time to come. She opens her mouth with wisdom, and the teaching of kindness is on her tongue. She looks well to the ways of her household and does not eat the bread of idleness. Her children rise up and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her: “Many women have done excellently, but you surpass them all.” Charm is deceitful, and beauty is vain, but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised. Give her of the fruit of her hands, and let her works praise her in the gates.
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