Let’s be women. Let’s talk about men, let’s talk about life, let’s talk about time. About hurt and forgiveness, about harder times and girlfriends we would never live without. Let’s talk about love.

Being a woman I have realized the impact of life. Being a woman is hard. I thought things would somehow get easier, I would understand better. I mean more time on this earth and you’d think we’d get the hang of it!! But the more we learn, the more we lose ourselves. This world is so confusing. I’m not ready for it. You know, it’s like fighting the inner child and the fear of unknowing and being alone. Oh, how the mighty have fallen. Our pride wounded, we women stick together and gather up arms! No more. Pain, hurt and sorrow aside, one emotion is buried into the core and sending out the sirens–flashing on the signal lights. A signal fire sounds in the night and we carry ourselves to the threshold of God Almighty Himself–because sometimes life is just that hard. And God willing we will get back up, back onto the battlefield because we were made for this emotion that has driven us since creation—IT’S LOVE.

 

When I was little I loved to read and write. I loved dresses and competition. I loved my Dad and I loved butterflies. The world was never cruel, and I slept with peace and calm. The worst was 5 minutes of crying over something small and distant. Now I’m a woman. I still love all the same things, but it’s a whole new world. With whole new lessons. And it’s discouraging sometimes. It breaks me here and there. And suddenly I’m craving the younger years, the arms of my Daddy. The soothing words of my Mommy. And it’s okay. But there is a difference in yesterday and today. What might that be?

 

I’m not moving back anymore. I’m standing my ground. I’m embracing my God.

 

I’m sick of the selfishness of the world, of the clouded views of love. I’m driven to the insanity mark as soon as I see the visions of worldly couples, unbalanced friendships and breaking glass hearts that people don’t stop and notice because we’re so wrapped up in our mess! And I am a prime example of all the above. My whole life has ben FULL of these moments.You all might know me as Natalie, but you don’t KNOW me. I’m a pushover. I make awful mistakes. I have moments where I cry at night and I have moments of sin that would shock you three times over and have you going: WHAT?? And you know what? That’s okay. Because at the end of the day I get on my knees and I give it to my Saviour. Maybe if the world felt some conviction–but then again I should rephrase. Maybe if PEOPLE felt conviction, and were brave enough to CHANGE things we wouldn’t be a broken wreck of torn up homes, empty marriages or relationships that mock God and His love. I mean I wake up each morning thinking how BLESSED I am, even through the muck of what life has tossed–I see the blessings. I see the beautiful people. When was the last time YOU did that? Thought to yourself maybe instead of just sitting in your mess, picking yourself up and saying: I want to LIVE. I want to GROW. I WANT TO LOVE!!!!

 

Doesn’t that just encourage you? I’m a liar and a hater, a sinner and a pride filled selfish brat. But who isn’t? Just admit it. Because it’s the first step. When you get past that dust on the outside of the crystal and shine away the cobwebs and your sorrow, there is a brilliant light waiting. And I’m talking a real light. With limitless power and no charge for the light bill. I’m talking Jesus Christ.

 

Hear me out women of the world: You’re beautiful. You’re the one who was given the emotions overflowing, the miracle of life-giving and the will to do it. I can tell you I LOVE women. I love looking at God’s masterpiece on display. We’re sensitive and fragile–But get to know us and you’ll see that regardless we are the strongest. We are the ones who take it, and it’s not always the best that we’re given–and isn’t that just life? But each and every one of us deserves Love. We deserve real love. And for you ladies dating and/or enagaged: Our bodies were made for beauty, our hearts made for the sweetest of wines that should be kept for the ONE MAN. The ONE MAN that is out there and made for us. And God knows, you know what I am talking about. Ladies we give and give, and sometimes…sometimes we need to step back and just say: God, is this really what you want? Or is it that the world has our heart’s on a string and tells us when to sit, play and roll over??….Okay now I sound like a feminist. Ha. But seriously!!! This is not a joke. Or a self-help in 30 days. It’s a serious truth. And I’m not playing the games anymore.

 

God has a plan for you. Someone who is made for you or even Something. This isn’t just marriage or men I’m talking about–this is loving life. I have a dear friend who loves children and the people who need love in Africa!! And my God she loves them! SHE LOVES THEM.  And she is satisfied with waking up each morning to the joy of a place where she stands out and joyfully steps in to the blend and grabs a child’s hand or speaks her gentle words without a second thought. Now THAT is love people. I’m not saying go be a missionary (but then again I would say from personal experience–if you haven’t, do it. God calls, and I pray we have more answers) Love, as the world sees it, is like stepping out on a limb–But I am telling you: No. Real love is stepping out on solid ground and knowing that whatever comes your way is worth every bit of pleasure that God has in store, here and when we die. That’s Love. That’s what people die for. Not for the stupidity of a one night stand or the embracing of something that harms more than helps in the long run; WHATEVER or WHOEVER that may be.  Just drop your pride and let go of the LIES!!!! Just embrace love while you can. It’s not that you have to understand it, it’s not that you have to always like it either (I’ll talk about that in my next blog post) But love is worth every drop of blood Christ spilled. And He gave it all for our Father’s love. Maybe we should learn from a man who gave his EVERY SINGLE OUNCE OF MATTER to give us LOVE.

 

Think about it. And in the meantime, to all you beautiful ladies (and that includes every one of you) You’re beautiful, and you’re LOVED. Period.

 

In Love,

joyfulpraisegirl 

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