I am proud to say I am a woman.
I love being feminine, and I love being a strong woman who knows how to be independent and a leader.
I love how God has wired me and gifted me with mothering and nurturing instincts.
I adore making a place a home and giving people a place to rest and share community together.
I know how to provide for myself, I know how to take care of the house, and I [sometimes] remember to get the oil changed in my car.
I still crave the strength of a man.
I crave his protective arms around me that give shelter and refuge when life becomes too much to bear.
I crave his wisdom and leadership which inspires me and pushes me to attain new things.
I want to admire his manliness and give value to it – not ridicule or shame it.
I want to delight in his sharing the load of life with me and allow him to do things for me because he has a heart of service and love.
Not because I think he’s better than me or because I feel incomplete without it.
But because there is something stunning in the way men and women complement each other.
There is beauty when they each supply something the other can’t – because that’s the way God designed it.
He didn’t design it that way so that one could lord it over the other and push them around to do what they want.
He designed it that way because it’s a graceful dance of give and take, leadership and support, teamwork and sacrifice.
And I’m tired of the culture that tries to erase these differences and pretend like they don’t matter.
I’m also tired of the way they try to reduce men and elevate women because of past imbalances.
It seems we’re only tipping the scales in the opposite direction in our attempts to right the wrongs of the past.
But what if we instead saw men and women the way God created them – equal in value and worth and different in form and function?
Why can’t we have both?
Why do I need to pretend that I’m tough and strong and don’t “need” a man?
Technically I don’t need one to survive, but I’m sure a man would bring more beauty and joy to the survival process we call life.
Regardless of whether I have just one man to share life with, though, I still want all the other men out there to know that I affirm them in their roles.
I want you to be encouraged to thrive as the leaders, protectors, and providers that God created you to be.
I want you to know that your masculinity is appreciated, valued, and admired.
Not the toxic kind that takes advantage of women.
But the godly kind that embraces who God made them to be and serves, protects, and loves the women in their lives.
I want you to be the men God created you to be – not the kind that cruelly dominate, but the kind that boldly and humbly lead, with confidence and humility.
It’s not an easy road with the conflicting and negative messages all around us in our culture.
But I pray that you know that you have at least one woman’s support.
Thank you for who you are and who you are striving to become.
May God continue to use you to do great things.