I was talking with Kirsten the other day, discussing the Paris Hilton interview on Larry King, when she said something I just love:
“It’s hard to find Jesus when you’re searching for yourself.”
Personally I think it should be a title of a book. I could probably contribute a few chapters myself since I fight the selfishness monster daily.
I’m not sure if it is because Darren and I recently made vows to each other after having gone through a divorce or if God is holding me to the fire of refinement, but I’ve been examining my heart and trying to find out exactly who God wants me to be as a woman, wife and mother. It’s part of the reason I wrote the presidential post last week.
This society of ours values women so differently than God and if I believed our society’s version of “a woman more precious than jewels”, I would definitely have to go get that boob job and tummy tuck in order to have any self worth. I would have to play my part in keeping up with the Joneses and reduce my family size to 1.3 children, exchanging my role of mommy for the corporate ladder, competing with men for position and power in order to prove I am not of the weaker sex.
God’s job description for a woman appeals to every ounce of femininity I possess:
“Love their Husbands, Love their Children, to be Discreet, Chaste, Workers at Home, Good, Kind, Submissive to their own Husbands …”
(Titus 2: 4-5)
I think I could easily spend ten lifetimes trying to achieve the qualities necessary to fulfill this passage properly and yet the world seems to think I would be taking a giant step backwards for womankind if I make this my life’s goal.
It makes me want to take the world by the shoulders and give it a good shake. I can’t imagine how it makes God feel.
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June 30th, 2007 at 1:17 pm
That’s great that you said all that…it’s special that you don’t follow the statistics…Love Dad
July 1st, 2007 at 11:23 am
I want to shake your daughter’s hand and give her a big hug.
You and your husband have made a HUGE impression on your children by your choice to reunite, Jennine. I realized this morning, that tomorrow would have been my 19th anniversary with my ex-husb, and it’s sad you know. 20 years next year. Wow. We are both remarried and happy, I love his wife, she is absolutely wonderful to myh kids, I couldn’t ask for a better step-Mom for them - but the sadness of, I don’t know what really.
Anyway, I’m proud of you. You GO GIRL!!!