Today is the International Women’s Day, awesome! Around the world, women get to be celebrated for who they are and what they do.
Or do they? Do women really get celebrated? Does the woman who gets up early to take care of the family and household duties get anyone to tell her that she has done a good job? Does the woman who sleeps late at night and wake up numerous times to attend to the young ones get any accolades? Does the woman who keeps house all day long, day in and day out get any pat on the back? Does the woman in the village without internet access get to know it is a special day for her? How about the illiterate mother, who perhaps has many children whom she has worked hard to educate up to a certain level, based on her ability?
And yes, how about the women we leave at home, minding our young ones and our households as we go to conquer the world? How about those? Do we celebrate them?
This article is dedicated to the woman behind the scenes, the woman who keeps the wheels turning, the woman who holds it all together so that we can all go out and conquer the world, leave our mark, leave a legacy. This article is dedicated to the woman who shelves her dreams for the sake of her loved ones. Sometimes she shelves her dreams willingly, sometimes she has no choice. It has to be that way.
This goes out to the woman who must clean up after her family members, who must remember doctors’ appointments and school dates, and remind everyone else and try to juggle so many things for others – even as she juggles her own dreams, health, rest and desires.
To the woman who carries 9-month long pregnancies, and sometimes shorter than that – and continues to watch her baby in the incubator. To the woman who loses her child, and must keep trying again and again, hoping against hope, that this time it is going to be well. That her child will live. That it will not be another miscarriage or infant death. To the woman who keeps trying to get a child but none is forthcoming, and she must endure societal pressures and talks.
To the woman who we mostly forget, perhaps take for granted, even as she breaks her back for the world around her. To the woman who tries to juggle a career and a family. To the woman who is left to take care of a child born out of wedlock as the man pursues his education and his dreams. To the woman whose heart is broken and the man she thought was hers moves on.
To the woman who is abused physically, sexually, verbally, emotionally and yes, even spiritually. To the woman whose needs are not validated, whose pains and desires are dismissed as petty or lunatic. To the woman who cares for her friends and prays for them, and is still treated as an outcast. To the woman who has been left by her friends, for whatever reason. It still hurts.
To the woman who is neglected, hardly thought of and if thought of, in a lowly manner. To the mother whose children have forsaken her. To the wife whose husband cheats on her. To the sister whose brother is given preferential treatment for education. To the woman and girl who have to hide during their menses because they do not have the sanitary facilities to allow them to carry on with life as usual.
Yes, this article is dedicated to that woman. Sometimes she does not feel beautiful at all. She does not feel noticed. She does not feel as though her presence matters yet she knows that she does so much to hold the world together, and to make a daily difference.
So yes, this is to you, the woman who makes a difference. The woman who offers her shoulder for other to lean on, as a mother, sister, friend, aunt, cousin, bridesmaid, best lady, matron of honor, wife, pastor’s wife, ladies’ minister, business mogul, stay at home mum, neighbor.
God knew you before you were born. He made you fearfully and wonderfully. He knows everything you do and everywhere you go. He sees, He knows, He cares. It matters to Him; it does not go unnoticed. And yes, you DO make a difference, a valid difference. And your labor in the Lord is not in vain. Keep at it, and in due time, you reward will be great. Some of it might be right here on earth, but the eternally lasting one will be available for you in heaven. God sees your pain, your prayers, your tears, and your labor. And it matters to Him, yes it does!!! God loves you and He cares about you, deeeeeeeply. (Psalm 139, I Cor. 15:58).
To that special, special woman, Happy Women’s Day!