Videos aren't my usual style, but this has been being built up to for a while...
In the beginning He had a
plan.
A plan to prosper, not to
harm. A plan for unity, not disparity.
To reflect His own image we
were born of His creativity,
Male and female He created
them: two sexes, one humanity.
Undefeatable in their
complementarity.
But then came enmity.
Temptation by self-inflation
only ended in oppression.
Infiltration by the enemy
manifested in misogyny.
The invisibility of women
ignored internationally.
Suffering degradation at the
hands of the patriarchy.
Domestic violence isn’t
history and warzones just breed anonymity amidst hostility.
Fighting for your country is
no excuse for the theft of young naivety.
Made to be captivating, but
held in captivity.
Drowned by incapacity to
defend, forced to run from the crimes against their purity.
Yet we stay silent.
Instead our goal is the career
ladder and the zeroes in our bank balance.
Let’s not restrict our
potential, but should money be a priority?
Life’s productivity can’t be
reduced to a title or salary, any more than to the status of the men we marry.
Aggression serves no purpose
yet we claim it as our weapon.
Such desperation for
acceptance that there’s rashness to our reactivity.
Tell me, does that path even
have a destination?
‘Cursed’ with sensitivity we
deny our vulnerability when in reality
These are gifts encompassed in
bravery.
Our own trepidation at
rejection is what puts the fear in inferiority
And we get so caught up in the
need for approval that we lose sight of the goal.
Since when does equality have
to mean superiority?
Do we want to be equal, or
identical?
Valued for our uniqueness or
for our box-ticking ability?
We impede our receptivity in a
culture of sterility.
In this quest for equality
we’ve repressed our femininity under the guise of freedom
That’s not sincerity!
Let’s not forget the
intentionality of our individuality.
The relationship between Man
and Woman has more simplicity than we recognise
And that’s the Good News!
Christ’s is the victory that
redeemed us from slavery.
He’s the way, the truth and the
life for me.
His radical respect restored
our dignity.
The holes in His hands bare
His heart though we’re broken inside
Because He truly knew Love
when He said ‘Be my bride’.
There is hope.
For a generation of women who
yearn for fulfilment not merely achievement.
Who shout with joy, not to
make themselves heard.
Who know who they are, and
whose they are.
Who feel the security of the
Father’s love and profess their God-given personality without shame or false
humility.
Not the watered-down version
but the return to Eden in all its glory.
Authentic femininity embraced
unashamedly.
Man and woman He created
them: two sexes, one humanity.
