A virtuous woman, who can find? She is far more precious than minimum wage.
She is worth $25 an hour (according to the judge, but her paycheck has yet to be informed).
The heart of her multitudinous children (who ARE a blessing from the Lord, dammit!) trust her, and will have no luck convincing her to buy them an iPad.
She does them good, and does not yell at them, all the days of her life
(well at least, like, 95% of the time, you know, when she remembers her meds).
She is like the ship of merchants, and overstocks her barns with food from Costco.
She rises while it is yet night and drives her children to school while simultaneously weaving, patching hand-me-downs and doing her magical work-from-home minimum wage job..
She considers buying a field, but realizes that her food stamps probably won’t transfer to real estate.
She perceives her merchandise is profitable, and puts it on her to-do list to start an Etsy shop in 2025 when she’s done doing the laundry.
She dyes her hair with pink, and is clothed with strength and dignity, and she sure as hell ain’t got time for stilettos.
Her lamp goes out at night, but there are charities who get her electricity back on.
SHE is not afraid of snow, but unfortunately her school district is, so FUGGETABOUTIT! You can sleep when you’re dead!
She looks well in her house in her track pants and her badass tiara, and does not eat the gluten of fatness (unless she just REALLY deserves a doughnut).
She opens her mouth and drops truth bombs like it’s nobody’s business, and she smashes ALL THE PATRIARCHY!
She laughs at the time to come… because she knows she’s gonna prove wrong everyone who told her she wasn’t enough.
She was taught she needed a husband to define her, but the voice of Wisdom was a woman crying out in the streets, and she chose to let Wisdom’s voice define her instead.
Her children rise up and call her blessed, and her Father in heaven EXPLODES with pride, praising her:
“Many women have done excellently, but YOU surpass them all.”
Charm is deceitful, and financial stability is over-rated, but but the virtuous woman who loves the Lord kicks ass.
Give her her child support, and let all the people stand in awe of her amazon strength.
By Deanna Fraser & Hallie Ziebart
I have had enough. Enough beating women over the head with this fictional woman. Enough telling us there’s only one way for us to be awesome. Enough skipping over Jael and Abigail and Deborah and… Enough making the single mamas feel like second class nothing. Enough.
Can you share your IN REAL LIFE Proverbs 31 moments with me?
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I was ranting to my pal Deanna about this the other day, and she wrote this version of Proverbs 31 for me. It is with her kind permission I share. And say… go check out her album. Deanna was a lifeline for me when we both lived in China. And both made it out alive. Broken, but alive!!!
AND… Some links to some stuff that might help you out if hearing Proverbs 31 talked about like this makes you want to rip me apart. Or, if just hearing the phrase made you throw up in your mouth a little bit.
Interesting take on that chapter. Not sure I’d use “dammit” . Who is going to dam what? The rest is thought provoking. Good to read your perspective. Very sad you (Hallie) have been so verbally abused. Good to see you being grateful whenever a small blessing comes across your pathway. Hang in there girl. (Amazon strength Lady) Love from the Vandenbergs
So.much.win!
What consistently gets me us how much you really get. You’re good on the ground reality of single Christian womanhood. Hugs from a fellow souljourner.