Showing posts with label Life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Life. Show all posts

Monday, April 28, 2025

Ask Boldly! Why Beating Around the Bush Annoys God

Have you ever watched a child tiptoe around asking for something they really want? Imagine this:

Little Sarah stands in front of her dad, twisting her fingers, staring at the floor. "Daddy… um… the weather is nice today… and, well, my friend Lucy has this new doll… and her dad bought it last week… and it’s really pretty…" She sighs dramatically but never actually says, "Can I have one too?"

As a parent, this is frustrating! A loving father wants to give good gifts to his child—but how can he if she won’t just ask?

The Spiritual Parallel:

Jesus said, "Ask, and it will be given to you" (Matthew 7:7), yet we often mirror Sarah’s nervous dance. We drop hints in prayer ("God, You know my needs…"), complain to others about our struggles, or try to manipulate circumstances instead of coming to our Father with raw, specific requests.

Why This Annoys God (In a Good Way):

  1. It Wastes Time – Like Sarah’s dad, God already knows your heart (Psalm 139:4). Circling your real need in prayer is spiritual small talk.

  2. It Doubts His Love – Hesitation implies you fear His "no" or indifference. But if earthly fathers give good gifts, "how much more will your Father in heaven give good gifts…?" (Matthew 7:11).

  3. It Delays Breakthroughs – James 4:2 says "You do not have because you do not ask." Your vague prayers might be the very barrier to your answer.

The Fix:

  • Ask directly: "Lord, I need $500 for rent by Friday."

  • Ask confidently: "You’re my Provider—I trust You’ll make a way."

  • Ask repeatedly (Luke 18:1-8)—not because God is forgetful, but because persistence aligns our hearts with His will.

Closing Challenge:
Stop the spiritual small talk. Your Father isn’t annoyed by your asks—He’s annoyed by your hesitation. Come boldly (Hebrews 4:16), and watch Him respond.

Prayer Prompt: "God, I’m done circling. Today, I boldly ask for __________. Thank You for hearing me!"

Friday, December 22, 2017

Traditional Roles: Slavery for Women, Lordship for Men


“As long as you're cooking and doing laundry… is all good.” 

This was the cheeky statement from one of my male friends, when I started a discussion about traditional roles in the home. Now, he said that’s the appropriate role for women in a marriage or relationship is. 
For some women, the institution of marriage is just another form of slavery. Men may face the pressure of providing for their home, but women worry about who’s going to do the chores and take care of the children when that time comes. In the article “Marriage: Attractive, Archaic or Irrelevant”by Afiya Ray in Outlish, a man she interviewed said, “I had my wife on probation for 13 years before I decided to go through with this marriage thing… I was able to see that she could wash and cook and her body held up after our child”.  
For obvious reasons, this made some people steups, and while it doesn’t necessarily reflect the views of all men out there, it does remind us that women are judged on their ability to ‘take care’ of a home, in addition to their Coca Cola bottle shape. On the other hand, do men battle with expectations of them being a pseudo butler or that their women will think differently of them, if they can’t fix a bad pipe? I think not.
One friend told me that a ‘friend’ of hers recently told her that he didn’t think she was the kind of woman to come home to cook and clean, since she ran her own business. While he was proud of her ambition, he considered her ‘non-traditional’, and, thus, not necessarily traditional wife material. What pissed her off was that he seemed to consider it to be a big deal, because his mom always ‘took care’ of his father.
“I’m not saying the man can’t cook or clean either,” he added. “But the woman has to do more work.”
Some might say that’s 1950s’ thinking, but in 2017 men and women continue to argue about house roles. For example, when a male friend recently posted a Facebook status, saying that he needed to find a wife ASAP because doing laundry was such a pain, I expected him to get some flack, but the barely contained anger in the responses from some of his female friends surprised even me. 
My theory is that most men want a woman who will do what their mothers did for their fathers. It’s important to note, however, that the majority of these men didn’t grow up with their mothers as CEOs and executives working 11-hour days. I can understand when a man wants, or expects that kind of treatment, because it’s the only example he knows, but admittedly the thought of doing everything I saw my mother do is daunting. 
From a practical perspective, women know the importance of maintaining a clean home and a full belly. However, I think the bone of contention lies with being defined by traditional roles. 
While traditional roles may be a sore point for modern women, for older women, it’s considered the secret to success. When I asked my aunt, who has been married for over 30 years for her opinion, she told me:
“Keep his belly full and his balls empty. Take care of yourself because he ain’t blind, he will look, but he must be able to say that what waiting for him at home is better than what is being offered to him outside.”
I haven’t met a man yet who disagrees with that statement, and I don’t think I ever will, but while I think it makes sense my inner feminist is still a tad peeved by it. This is mainly because I think it implies that the onus is solely on the woman to make a relationship work. 
As a single, twenty-something-year-old woman, I sometimes wish that I had a man around just so I wouldn’t have to do everything in my apartment. Putting together furniture, hanging photos, lifting boxes, disposing of dead mice? Gross! In fact, I’ll gladly do five loads of laundry or cook for ten people before I pick up a hammer.
Most modern women, myself included, expect that our partners will be able to shoulder some of the domestic responsibilities around the house, like cooking and laundry, instead of relaxing, while we do housework. To tell us that this expectation implies that we are not “the type to cook, clean or take care of a man” is an insult. 
My aunt, who I mentioned before, and her husband both work, but if he wants stew chicken for dinner and he ‘gets home’ before my aunt, which is usually the case, he will take the chicken out of the fridge, defrost it and season it, and he will do the dishes afterward. He also helps in other areas, like remembering to put his whites and darks in the appropriate basket so when it’s time for her to do laundry, she doesn’t have to sort his clothes. For sure she handles the cooking and “jamming”, and the responsibilities of five children, but not without his help. 
I think most women would welcome this arrangement, and that any man whose wife or girlfriend has a career would think that sharing responsibilities is only fair. However, it is human nature to stereotype and assign roles based on gender, so frankly I don’t even know if moving away from traditional roles is truly possible unless circumstances demand it. I personally think people should be allowed to do what they’re best at when it comes to domestic chores regardless of gender. If both parties in a relationship work, getting all the chores done will have to be a team effort, especially when you throw kids into the mix. 
In situations where either party doesn’t work and stays at home full time, I think it is fairly safe to assume that the “house husband” or “house wife” will bear the lion’s share of the domestic duties. 
As far as I’m concerned, too many people get all caught up “in love” and forget that “see me and come live with me” are two entirely different things. No one, male or female, should assume that their partner would have the same attitude to traditional roles as they do. People need to be honest in the courtship phase about how important traditional roles are to them. Fellas need to realize that no woman they meet is going to be or do things exactly like mommy, and women need to articulate to their partner what kind of help they expect around the house, early on. When it comes to traditional roles in the home, a little cooperation around the house can go a long way to getting quality “jamming ” on the regular.

Tuesday, November 21, 2017

Tough Love: You have to be twice as good as them to get half of what they have!

Father: You've gotten yourself into a bit of trouble, daughter, and I'm here to fix it.
Daughter: No.
Father:  [speaking very rapidly] Now listen to me. You raised your skirt and opened your knees and gave it away to a man with too much power. You're not rare. You're not special. Your story's no different than a thousand other stories in this town, so you know how this goes. You could call this in your sleep. First they'll smile, be warm, sympathetic, on your side, letting you know that they will fight for you. They will lull you into a false sense of security. And then, once your belly is exposed, They will GUT you and everyone you know. And they will be swift about it. And by the time you realize you should be fighting back, well, you're already bleeding to death. That is the presidency versus you. Whose victory do you think they will fight for? Whose body do you think they will bury? That is the presidency versus you.
Daughter: He would never
[she's cut off]
Father:  [Mocking] "He would never" You and I both know that he is not in charge. He is never in charge. POWER is in charge. Power got him elected. I know more than you could possibly imagine about things of which you cannot dream. He told you that you would be first lady, and you believed him! Did I not raise you for better? How many times have I told you 'You have to be' - what? You have to be - what?
Daughter: Twice...
Father:  [shouting] What?
Daughter: Twice as good.
Father: Twice as good as them to get half of what they have. Sleeping with that! For God sakes! You know to aim higher. At the very least, you could have aimed for chief of staff, secretary of state! First lady! Do you have to be so mediocre?
Father: [scolding his daughter] Sleeping with that for God's sake! You know to aim higher. At the very least, you could have aimed for Chief of Staff, Secretary of State! First lady! Do you have to be so mediocre?
Father: Money is not a problem. There's always money. Money bought that plane. Money bought the silence of the gentleman who will fly that plane. It contains a passport, a Swiss bank book, a go-file, an entirely new identity. There is a very nice island waiting for you at the end of the flight. You will stay there for eight months. Then I can arrange a place for you in Brussels. Thailand, if you prefer, Johannesburg... anyplace but here, really, as long as you disappear.
Daughter: And what if I don't want to go?
Father: Daughter, you're getting on that plane come hell or high water. And to be clear, I am the hell and the high water.



___Script from Shonda Rhimes___

Saturday, December 17, 2016

Ladies, Learn!

I am not posting this story as a complaint, neither am I posting it to portray my attitude or thoughts on marriage. In fact, I think marriage is beautiful if you involve God in your marriage and if you are with the right person. 

The reason for posting this story on my blog is to let ladies know that they have their own lives and that they should not give up their careers in favour of their husbands "to support the family"This story contains twists and turns which show how culture, patriarchy and law enforcement all work against women.  This story is best if read together with this court case

Learn ladies! Learn!

In June 2002, Wendi Wangui and Kevin Latema were married in a colourful church ceremony.  The couple settled down in Nairobi’s Lang’ata estate, in a house which Kevin had been renting. Wendi, though educated and a graduate of the University of Nairobi, had opted to become a house wife so that she could take care of her husband and the children the couple hoped to have.

In March of 2003, while expecting the couple’s first child, Wendi left the matrimonial home and moved in with her sister, Wangechi, who lived in Westlands. Wendi explained to Wangechi that she had left her matrimonial home because she feared for her life and the life of her unborn child. Wendi further explained that the night before she left her home, Kevin had arrived home late in the night and had demanded that she prepare his dinner. She had done so and proceeded to bed. Kevin had followed her shortly thereafter and demanded his conjugal rights. Wendi had declined, saying that the she had been to the doctor’s that day as she had experienced some pain in her abdomen, and the doctor had ordered her to rest and avoid sexual contact because it seemed she had developed some complications with her pregnancy. Kevin had ignored her and proceeded to force himself on her. Wendi had started experiencing some bleeding during the night and Kevin had rushed her to hospital, where she was treated and discharged in the early hours of the morning. However, Wendi said she had left because she feared Kevin. She explained that Kevin had slapped her and shoved her around several times, especially when she questioned him about the family’s finances.
Wangechi then called their mother and explained the situation. Wendi’s mother advised her to go back to her matrimonial home as it was not good to desert her husband.  Her mother said she would talk to Wendi’s in-laws so that they could try and help the couple resolve any issues they were having. Indeed, Wendi’s mother organized a meeting with Kevin’s mother during which meeting Kevin’s mother had requested Wendi to move in with her until the baby was born in order to ensure the safety of both Wendi and the baby. Wendi obliged and moved in with her mother-in-law. The couple’s son was born safely a few months thereafter and Kevin requested that Wendi move back in with him, promising to never hit her again. Wendi agreed and the couple seemed to have resolved any issues that they had.
In July 2004, Kevin, who worked as an Architect running his own firm won a contractual deal with a multi-national company to design an office park. This deal brought in a significant amount of money which enabled Kevin to buy the home in Lang’ata, which was until then rented. Kevin also bought a 5 acre piece of land in Kibiku, Ngong’. He sold his old Toyota saloon car and bought a Mercedes for himself and also a Toyota RAV4 for Wendi.
In 2005, Wendi conceived again. During the course of her pregnancy, she noticed that Kevin would come home late several days a week. When she asked him why he had started coming home late, Kevin slapped her, and told her to mind her own business. Wendi later found out through mutual friends that Kevin had recently started having an affair with a woman he worked with, and that Kevin was in fact in the process of buying an apartment for that woman.  Wendi confronted Kevin with this information, and Kevin had physically assaulted her, leaving her with a bruised face and a broken arm.  Wendi had called her sister Wangechi, who rushed her to hospital. The doctors confirmed that Wendi had also lost the pregnancy.  Wendi had gone to the police station in Lang’ata and reported the assault by Kevin. Although the police held Kevin for several hours and questioned him, he was not charged with any offence. Wendi went back to the matrimonial home and took her son and moved in with her sister. She stayed with her sister for several months, until Kevin’s mother intervened and begged Wendi to return to her matrimonial home, promising to make sure that Kevin would “behave”. Wendi agreed and moved back in with her husband.
In 2006, the couple started constructing a huge palatial home on the piece of land Kevin had bought in Kibiku. The home was completed in 2007 and the couple moved in, while opting to rent out their premises in Lang’ata. The couple was blessed with another child, this time a daughter in 2008. Wendi had also started doing some farming on two acres of land in Kibiku, making a monthly income of Kshs. 50,000 from her farming activities. Wendi was also in charge of ensuring that the rental property in Lang’ata was in good order and that rent was collected.  By 2011, partly due to the income which Wendi was bringing in, the couple had acquired more rental properties in Ngong’ town, comprising of a block of 8 flats on a one acre plot, which was bought at a cost of Kshs. 15 million. 

In January 2014, Wendi discovered that Kevin was still carrying on an affair with the woman from his office. She asked him why he had not ended the affair and Kevin had punched her on the face, breaking her nose. Wendi took the children and resolved to end the marriage. She moved in with her sister for some time, but when one of the rental units she managed became vacant, she occupied that unit. She and Kevin lived separately until January 2015,  when Wendi decided to move to court to officially file for a divorce. Wendi wanted the court to award her full custody the couple’s two children and half of the couple’s property. In June 2015, she was granted a legal separation, but the divorce was not yet finalized. In September, 2015, angry and upset that Wendi was tearing their family apart, Kevin had gone to Wendi’s home to talk to her. Kevin had found Wendi alone in the home and he then begged her to forgive him. Wendi turned him away and asked him to leave. Kevin insisted that Wendi was still his wife and had demanded his conjugal rights. Although Wendi categorically refused, Kevin had still proceeded to have intercourse with her.  Wendi reported the incident to the police, and had wanted the police to charge Kevin with rape. The police said they could not charge Kevin, as he had not committed an offence.

Wendi was shocked by the response the police gave her. She moved back in with her sister, saying that she did not feel safe living by herself as she feared what Kevin might do to her. In November 2015, Wendi met a gentleman named Paul and the two developed a whirlwind romance. Wendi says she thinks she has found true love and wants her divorce from Kevin finalized so that she can settle down with Paul. When Kevin catches news of the affair, he immediately requests his advocate to contest all the prayers that Wendi made in her divorce petition and to indicate that Wendi is to blame for the breakdown of the marriage because she is guilty of deserting their matrimonial home, and had done so several times during the subsistence of their marriage, and that she had committed adultery. 

If you were Wendi, what could you have done differently?

Thursday, December 31, 2015

Thanking God for 2016. I thank God for 2015 too!

2015 has been awesome! It was full of nice things and lessons.

In this year, I graduated - twice; in the same year! I still cannot cannot believe it. I give God all the glory for that.

I cannot thank God enough, especially for my masters. The journey was not easy. It took a lot of sacrifice and opportunity cost. Sometimes I slept hungry (mostly because I forgot to eat), I lost friends. Sometimes I would spend 20 hours per day in the library. The sacrifice was real (and not even close to being nominal at all :))  ).

My friend Socrates and I on our graduation's rehearsal.




My friend, Geoffrey (Governor) and I on the graduation rehearsal day.



I am also thankful to God for the opportunity that I got in 2015 to accompany with my friend, Alecia, in ministering to women in Tanzania. It was amazing. I learnt so much especially from my interaction with Alecia. I hope to get more opportunities to do missionary work in 2016.

I got into a relationship in 2015 just as I had desired to at the end of 2014. I allowed myself to be free and vulnerable; I dared to trust. Although it did not end up well, I learnt my share of lessons . I am now a smarter person than I was then. I am glad I dived into that relationship. I believe that it was a necessary stage of my growth. I refuse to beat up myself because of my failed relationship. I refuse to give up just because of a failed relationship. In fact, I choose to practice the lessons that I learnt in my future relationships. I hope and pray that I will get into (and stay in) a relationship in 2016. I pray that the next relationship that I get into will lead into marriage. However, I will not be too hard on myself. I will take it slow, if need be. Marriage is never an emergency. I am no longer worried about the 12 healthy eggs that have gone in 2015. I am more concerned about having peace in my heart and in pleasing God in all that I do.

I am thankful to God that I got posted at the exact place/area/department I wanted to work in within my organization. I enjoy it and I love my job (sometimes).


I pray that God will continue to walk with me in my journey in 2016. 

I still believe that God isn't limited to operating within a certain system. I also believe that He does not operate on a budget; I will not limit Him to one. Where He leads, He provides.

Dear God, may everything that I do in 2016 be for Your glory and honour. Please give me the grace to go through all that comes my way.




Monday, March 2, 2015

Thanking God for A Beautiful Weekend!


I graduated this weekend with a postgraduate diploma in tax administration. I thank God for that and I give Him all the glory and honour for that. If it were not for Him, I wouldn't have made it.

 Here are some of the photos:







I decided to put on a dress, for once. Prior to this, I don't remember being in a dress. I think I was in primary school. I put on very long skirts every time I go to church though. More often than not, I am in trousers.

On an honest note, I felt naked walking in a dress on my graduation day. I felt like I exposed too much of my legs. It felt like heaven when I put on my graduation gown because I could cover-up much of my body.

Mmmmmh... writing this makes me think that I probably have self-esteem issues. Naaah! Am just being paranoid. My self-esteem is intact. I just like covering myself up.





 A colleague and I. We were arranged alphabetically; I found myself sitted next to him. Nothing more. Some of my friends made such a big deal about it, asking if he was THE ONE. No. He isn't... but he's a great guy.





Me and my beautiful girls, from left to right: Stella (in spectacles), Linda, your highness- me, Winnie and Jennifer.


It was an awesome and a fabulous day. I loved it!

While at my stay in Mombasa (that's where the graduation was), I took a trip to the Indian Ocean and took these pics and videos:





...took a selfie... with a sweaty face ;)

This is a photo of Hansa America. I took this pic with my phone. I still love shipping. I hope to own one of these someday.



While at it, I committed a crime. Did you know that it's a crime to take a photo from any of the Mombasa ferries? Well, I took a selfie... from MV Kilindini.

I had some random camera man take this short video. It shows some of the crazy stuff I did at the coast.




Oooh yeah! Did I say that I won an award? Well, I did! I give God all the glory for that.


The word AWESOME cannot describe the weekend well enough.

Thank You God for the beauty of life.

Tuesday, February 3, 2015

MATURITY 101

The only man you can change is your 1 year old who wears diapers



Why would you want to be with a man that needs to be raised?


Leave him alone with God and let Him mature before you change your last name to follow a man that has no clue where he is going.

Saturday, January 10, 2015

Don't Hold Back Yourself - Part II

To live life to the fullest, you'll need to ignore what other people think and be what you want to be. Wear what you want to wear. Say what you want to say (but please, don't offend anyone). Do what you want to do.

 Only it's not that easy, because whether we should or not, we do care what people think of us, we do care what people say about us. We even care what strangers might think of us. But what kind of life is this? A kind where we are all hidden behind a mask and we all want to get out but can't. 

It's a kind that should be demolished and replaced with a fair world full of joy, unprejudiceness, and health. But it's never that easy...

Here's some advice that I love: People are always going to talk - you may as well give them something FIERCE to talk about!
 
Don't hold back yourself! Do your thing!
 

 

 

Tuesday, December 30, 2014

Goodbye 2014! Thank You God for 2015!


 Another year, another 12 healthy eggs months, gone!


2014 has gone so fast. I have enjoyed some parts of the year (mostly those spent in class) and have had fun in others with friends and family. I am grateful to God for 2014.

No! Am not scared, neither am I complaining. Am only raising my point of concern... and I confess that it is not that easy for me to write out this and post it on my blog.

 I am very happy as an independent woman. I love being in control. I enjoy my freedom, a lot. However, I am concerned that time is moving so fast. Sometimes I wish that I could stop time from moving.

I don’t know if you’re aware of this, but there are LOTS of  “have to’s” that we each live by.  Many of them come from “the experts”, from our parents, from our teachers, etc.  We are continually taught these hard and fast rules about life.  This is what you MUST do to be ….. a success. A good person. Responsible. Have a good life. Be a good christian. And on and on.  This is the path you MUST follow or you WILL destroy your life.  Now let me say that everything that we’re taught, isn’t bad.  Much is really good and we need to hold onto those things.  We especially hold on to the truth of God’s word, for it is ALWAYS TRUE.  And we need to live within the laws of our society as along as they don’t go against God’s higher order.

But there are things that we are taught, that are accepted as an absolute truth, but aren’t. ( Stolen from my friend, Alecia )

As I grew up, I remember being advised by my older relatives to keep off boys... that boys are bad, and that they are out to ruin girls' lives (I even believed that I could get pregnant by sitting on a chair that a boy had sat on :) ). I was also advised to study, study and study... and that education is the only thing that matters for a happy life. I faithfully followed their advice.

Now that am all grown up, I realize that education is not everything. There are other important things that can bring about happiness. I have come to this realization through observing my friends and former classmates that have taken the leap of faith to start families. No, am not jealous of them. I admire the happiness and contentment in their eyes.

 This is real, people! I never thought that I would get to a point in time where I would have concerns about getting children.

Anyway, for 2015, I have a resolution that I have never made before. I will allow myself to be vulnerable, to be free, and to dare to trust.

I pray that God walks with me in this unknown journey.

 God isn’t limited to operating within a certain system.  He is a creative God, with limitless creativity.  So when we walk with Him, the possibilities are endless!


Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Short, but important.


Sometimes the most important things in life are not at all. People who make you feel loved and cared for are the most important!

I have come to realize that nothing in this life matters as much as love.

Work, education, knowledge, business... and all other things are important are not as important as people. People are very important. I love people.

Purpose to love someone today.

Love, it is free. It is the easiest thing to do.

Sunday, October 20, 2013

Ladies, This is for you...

 I was prompted to post this poem after a discussion with a colleague about God, living in holiness and what people think.

31 TO BE EXACT
And God said...
it was not good for man to be alone so he created YOU.
But somewhere along the line
Someone changed your perspective, shifted you view...
Like Eve.
You listen to the wrong voice..
And took a tasty bite of deception..
Now your stomach's upset cause you spirit won't digest it.
No longer the woman who walks in the confidence of ultimate artistic design
Submit your name change will call you COMPROMISE.

This is what happens when the Gospel is according to..
whoever is at the top of your playlist, and the media has become your Bible..
Searching scriptures of magazine to be told you are dancing lead in Satan's Recital.
But you are not her. And she is not you.
Cause we are called to so much more than
MAKE-UP, HAIR, CLOTHES and SHOES..
And dropping it like it's hot..
Even if we're able to.

We are women of a different status... 31 to be exact.
We are CONTENT..
With not looking like anyone else because we know our differences are not a reason to be jealous
but God's FINGER PRINT.

We don't run around talking about how there are no good men.
We know if we apply half as much effort on the inside as we do on the out..
we'll stop drawing the wrong attention.
SLOW to speak
QUICK to listen
Receiving intervention from a higher dimension
seeking purpose, watching our God given vision come to fruition.
Never forgetting..
that we have been forgiven much
So we eat, we live, we breathe, we give..
we even sweat love.

Always ready to hear from the women with silver hair.
Seeds have been sown.
And their wisdom saturates our soul, clipping that dead ends for growth.
You'll find us always promoting unity, serving in our communities..
Using our gifts and talents as an "All glory to God" opportunity.

Wake up in the morning with the grind for the most high on our minds
Constantly being refined to be exact of our architects design
We have no hearts.
So where's the answer before the question?
Any man who wants our heart will go to Christ knowing its in his possession.

Yes, we are beautiful.
And barefoot in the kitchen of grace
pregnant with purpose, baked into praise, Jesus is who we craved.
Awaiting to come to full term so we can deliver back what has been deposited
Knowing good will one day, we all will be audited
Mercy gives us second chance so we ain't receive what we ought to get.

We needed an intervention.
CHRIST came to do LOST PREVENTION.
On the cross he was stretch and fully extended
And we are given an extension.
Hear me. An extension.
Hear me.
Cause this price was worth far more than your finest Indian remy

I know we can change the things that we don't like all for a simple cost.
But botox, lipo, and implants aint got nothin' on what was accomplished on that cross.
Cause you can't implant yourself a new spirit,
Or lipo suck away your sin,
You can't lock band your addiction,
and you can't botox away your depression.
WE ALL NEED HIM.

It's time to change your status.
31 to be exact.
Don't be afraid of what's abstract LET THE SPIRIT OF GOD BE WHAT ATTRACTS.
We are women of a different status.
This world we will impact.
We are women of a different status.
Proverbs 31 women to be exact.

I am indebted to Janet, IKZ for this.