ChurchGirlzRock

I’M FREE My eyes opened gently as I woke to the sounds of birds chirping and the gentle buzz of the morning, such a beautiful morning and it brought the coolness of rain along with it, the rain was welcome in the unabashed presence of the consistent sun and its heat in the days prior. I woke up with some sort of reluctance to another day, my mind wandered and all I could think of was the discomfort in my chest… I WAS STUCK! I was stuck was all I could think and all that came to my, albeit, creative mind and that was all I could say. I felt stuck. Not stuck in the way of a key in a bad or dysfunctional keyhole or stuck in a way of a disobedient latch to an old forgotten box of ideas and idiosyncrasies or in how annoying it is when your finger is trapped in the neck of a bottle or even in how your flannel shirt hooks to your earring as you flipped it over your head to wear it…no, not in that way! But stuck as a traveler well on his way knowing his destination and well travel

I saw this picture of a lady who was multitasking with about 6 arms doing different things at the same time, all of which required maximum attention…I must add. This picture was sent to a body of women celebrating them for their strength and multitasking abilities which in itself is amazing, and one of the ladies’ response was and I quote “several times I wished I had 6 hands then I am reminded that I am graced to do even much more…” Wow…this struck a chord in my heart and I was amazed at how we easily tilt to a picture of self aggrandizement rather that what the gospel says about us. Women in general are laden with so many responsibilities; financial, domestic, motivational and even economic responsibilities and the expectation is that they must carry out these responsibilities seamlessly without a hair out of place…looking like you waltzed out of a celebrity magazine or off the red carpet of some high profile social event. If you’re a lady reading this you might be saying ‘