Men and Women...the Perfect Balance

https://drive.google.com/uc?export=view&id=11Xev3cng4Djw2BqKueON6OXSO6iIwvhO

I’ve read many worldly thoughts about men and women lately, and I’m going to write truth...we are not the same in thinking, physicality, and emotions. We will never be, but that’s okay. God made us in different formats, So we can be formatted together perfectly.

We each have our own uniqueness, which brings a unified balance to relationships.

Men and women express emotions and grieve differently, but that’s okay.

In 2008 I lost my dad to Cancer. After his passing, my mom and I talked about the memory of my dad. We cried amongst the days. My brother expressed his grief in a different way. He did not mention my dad for a few years, until he could cope with his mourning. He cried amidst the nights where darkness could hide his tears.

My mom didn’t push my brother into a realm of emotion he did not inherit. She waited patiently for him to “come into the sunlight”.

The emotions of men are stately subtle. They firmly stand, watching sorrows, with dewed eyes.

Women are not as physically as strong as men, but that’s okay.

God blessed men with not only upper body strength, but leadership physique.

But I would have you know, that the head of every man is Christ; and the head of the woman the man; and the head of Christ God. - 1 Corinthians 11:3

Men are called to protect their families from harm and cover them with sound assurance.

My dad used to tell my mom, “If it’s not okay, I’ll make it okay.”

Women are blessed with other qualities that grace strength with nobility and that’s okay.

God has sinewed within us different “tenacity muscles” to withstand labor pains, family grievances, and supernatural multitasking.

Our physical strengths are picking up our children to comfort them, bending down to kiss a scraped knee, hugging our husbands to elaborate our love, and bending over a keyboard to write about life.

As Jesus died on the cross, Mary watched her son take his last breath. She beheld his pain in her heart.

God gave her the bravery to bear Jesus in a manger, and then bestowed a noble courage to watch Him die.

God has filled our scales with variations of strengths and weaknesses. Each plate has been added with individual qualities that balance the relationship scale perfectly. At the middle of the gamut, our differences meld, perfecting each weight, and that’s perfectly okay.

Comments

Silver Knight

Little boys and little girls around the world can be heard calling for, "Daddy, father, dad!" I must of uttered dad a hundred times a day. “Dad, can you help me with a math problem?", “Dad, can you fix this and fix that?", “Dad! There's a spider in my room!" Dads' are the heads of the household. They are spiritual leaders and advice givers. They are comforters and protectors of clans throughout different villages. My dad was the king of our Irish clan. He was a good ole' southern gentleman, so he always slipped a "hun” in his statements. He was a wonderful Christian man, always giving glory to God. He was a sound and stable oak, never bent or shaken. Fear? He did not know fear. The only fear that was fashioned in his heart, was the fear of God. My dad stood his manly ground each day, battling earthly forces. My dad was always a detail and knowledge encyclopedia. Many times he would give me advice on how to save money (I was a...

Country Bound

Country Bound I travel down a mellow, yellow sunflower road upon miniscule “wishing” pebbles. A monument stands tall amiss sprightly wildflowers. Rustic, red barn, tell me your wisdom, tell me your stories. A split rail fence is my guide, built by thick, rough hands. It dances to a patterned rhythm around a charming, pastel blue farmhouse. I am country bound, my soul to be found. I pass by a field flowing with radiant corn. Stalks stand tall, presiding over misty pastures. Golden wheat is nuzzled with sunny rays. It waltzes with the wind and tangos with blades of grass. Hearts of farmers beat in rolling hills, growing “love soy seeds”. An apple pie sits on a crackled window sill cooling for attention. Cinnamon swirls through a two-story house. Maple beans, sweet greens, and cornbread overflow the Amish-built table. Greens pop into savoring mouths. Sugary beans candy-coat t...

Major Attributes a Godly Man Inherits

Last night my husband and I ate at our favorite Mexican restaurant. We chatted and laughed as the colorful decor listened to our conversation. When we were done exploring each other’s day over tortilla chips and queso, we walked to the counter to pay our bill. As the waitress took our payment she asked if we were on a date. I said, “Yes, a married date.” We walked through the doors, full of attentive affection and love. Our attributes as a couple shined like the yellow chairs amidst the restaurant. Godly attributes of a man should majorly impact his wife and others around him. Those godly attributes should entail: Love that is found within the gold seams of a bible that is read by a husband under a glistening lamp. Leadership that is drafted into prayer with his family Guidance that is architected into wise words with his wife and children Protector of souls and warrior of hearts Casting out a safety net for finances, provision, and trials Disciple...

Search This Blog