What Has a Woman ever Given Me?
You mean other than birth?
I think the better question is, what hasn’t a woman ever given me?
Women have given me everything.
I’m 6’3 and I still look up to women.
One of the ways I gauge how I’m living, is asking myself “how are you treating women?”
On my best days I think I do ok, on my worst, I could be so much better.
Thinking about my mother yesterday, and reflecting on some of her accomplishments, I remembered among other things, she was a playwright.
Along with my aunt, my mom wrote multiple plays for our church, plays I had the opportunity to act in.
I remember them all going extremely well.
In fact, so well, additional nights were added to accommodate the demand.
Let me say that again, my mother alongside my aunt wrote multiple plays that are still talked about today.
The plays were put on at our church, a church founded and pastored by my grandmother.
I saw it with my own eyes.
My grandmother, mother, and aunt, are founders, pastors, writers and directors.
I saw it with my own eyes.
Did I mention my mom wrote and directed these plays while being a wife, raising children, keeping a home, working a full time job, singing on the choir, teaching Sunday school, Bible Study, and being a pretty good daughter, sister, aunt, friend, and co-worker?
What has a woman ever given me?
I think the better question is what hasn’t a woman ever given me?
Women have given me everything.
I’m 6’3 and I still look up to women.
They help me see.
What Giving is Like.
P.S.- Full Disclaimer: If you’re a woman reading this, you’re probably just like my grandmother, mother, and aunt. Thank You.