Today at church, the meeting was broadcast from Utah to the entire Virginia, W Virginia, and DC area. Each speaker said something which really touched me, and I was being a dutiful girl and writing down my thoughts in a notebook (and, admittedly, doodling); but the last speaker really got to me. Actually, even before he began to speak, I had this feeling like it was important and I should listen. His topic was on the Sanctity of Womanhood, meaning "why women are special in the eyes of God and should be treated as such".
For the next 45minutes I listened to him talk, felt as if he were speaking just for me, and the words he said made me cry. For a lot of reasons.
He reminded me that I am a child of God, and not just that; a daughter, one who is worthy of His love no matter what I do. This man talked about how women were God's most divine creation, that God created woman only after He had divided the day from the night, created the earth and the sea, made all the animals as well as man, and after He had created woman, He declared His work complete and rested. Which means women are pretty special. He saved the best for last, obviously.
He also spoke of how men should treat women, how they should do everything in their power to remind us who we are to God and how special we are (this includes opening doors and saying we are beautiful *insert big smile here*). He said that a worthy young man could easy be the key in uplifting a young woman and making her realize just how important she is by the way he treats her. And I realized that I never had a guy who was like that....minus my guy friends. But in the realm of dating? Never. (Hehe...apparently, men should be very careful not to make women cry because God counts a woman's tears....guess my ex-boyfriends are screwed).
Then he said some stuff about being married, and I kinda tuned out for a bit because (obviously) I am not married. I mean, I listened, but it didn't really apply to me right that second. Or this second. Or any second in the near future. (Earlier in the meeting, one speaker called this "selective listening"...looks like I'll be repenting for that tonight).
There was also a portion about fathers and their special relationship with their daughters; how fathers are (or at least should be) the example of how men should treat women so their daughters choose the right person to spend their lives with. To be perfectly honest, this part made me want to die...or scream at my dad. Either one. In the end, I decided my dad is a good example of the type of guy I don't want to marry...as is evidenced by all of my exes.
The main point I'm trying to get at here is this: I am beautiful, and I should be proud of that; but I should also be proud that I am beautiful on the inside too (despite all my dark and twisty-ness). I deserve a man who will treat me right, treat me like a precious treasure that he is blessed to have, because quite frankly, he will be. I don't need to be around or involved with guys who are immature and do not see anything beyond my outer appearance: they aren't worth my time or energy. Even more than that, I deserve a man who will help me to raise a family full of love and happiness, who will do everything in his power to make sure that I feel safe and happy and loved, and give me the chance to have a happy family life, and never treat me like my dad treats my mom. Or my brother. Or me.
I deserve all of that, and more. And one day, when I find the right guy, it will happen.
*As a side note, this has strengthened my resolve to work on a personal project of mine. A few people know about it because I've asked for their help. Once I get it going a bit more, I'll give more details about it.
**Other side note; apparently I can make an email list of up to 10 people to get notified once I post. If you aren't following this already with your own account, and you want to know when I post something, you know how to get ahold of me and let me know.
***Extra other side note (I'm in a weird mood, deal with it); every few weeks I update the playlist on this blog to include whatever new songs I've used in the post titles. This side note has no real purpose, but I was thinking about it and thought I'd mention it. Just because it's my blog and I can.
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