Before, women were never referred to, never acknowledged, never given the opportunities to hone their selves in the way they wanted to be; they were hidden from the wisdom and liberty of the society. It took interval years for specific women to stand up and be known to the world who almost forgot what woman means.
Just then women after women showed that it doesn’t have to take years to stand up and fight for the women’s right to be educated, to vote, to speak and to take part in the events of the society they’re in. To be inspired by timely-strong women was not enough that even as young as Anne Frank captivated many women and men alike.
And so is the modern-day women — dressed confidently, armed with knowledge and graced with skills that are supposed to be for men only. The once then taboos are hardly traced by how women of today act and engage in different lifestyle. It’s not new to us seeing women who go to offices, who rarely stay in the house and take care of the chores almost the entire day, who do businesses or even do (as what I’ve mentioned awhile ago) what should’ve been “for manly work” only.
Time passed, ‘lo and behold, we entered an era of “empowered women”, but we forgot the beauty of grace and fragility of us. I have nothing against women being strong and empowered because I, myself stands to my ground as not being weak and I do chase my dreams as I could and do some things like men do simply because I could and there’s no limit to that now. But over time, women now adays become obsessed with the idea of being so strong that rushing waves could not overwhelm them. We forget that the beauty of pain, the beauty of weakness, the beauty of shedding tears, the beauty of having grace to easily put forth compassion, forgiveness and mercy. We women are blessed to have such attributes that comes out naturally among us but we fear that it would mean defeat in this “only the fittest will survive”-world. We were too busy empowerimg ourselves that we forget that what really empowers us and sets us apart from men is our fragility. The have the luxury of strength but we have the luxury of compassion.
I once heard that the grace and calmness of the women symbolizes the other facet of God. Meaning, God does not also punish and brings out justice but He’s also forgiving, kind-hearted, loving, meek, slow to anger, gracious. He even shed tears when His friend, Lazarus, died. We represent the full half of God’s mellow character. Thinking of that is beautiful, right? Don’t we feel more empowered that we were made that way, not weak but soft-hearted?
This is just a reminder that yes, we can do great things like men do and yes, we can outdo ourselves by going out of our boxes but we have to stay reminded how we were created: gracious and calm, a beautiful representation of God.
Happy Women’s Month! 😀