Women have fire. I’m beginning to realize God gave women that specific fire. The fire of faith that learned to move mountains while walking through valleys. To persevere, to protect, to do the things we can’t see ourselves ever having the ability to do.
I truly believe God loves the way a woman’s eyes light up with that fire. The passion that she reveals when God has given her a job to do. The laughter in the way her eyes sparkle when He’s provided the joy. God gives us that fire. God gives us that faith.
I wrote most of this on December 1, 2012. During one of the darkest times of my life. During one of the lowest valleys I never thought I’d find myself in. The next part of this journal entry is not pretty, but I’m going to share it anyway.
I just want it (the fire of faith) back. I threw it away. The second greatest gift God gave me and I threw it back in His face.
That is the end of the entry, but not the end of the story. See, I was stuck on the past. Thinking I had been such a woman of faith and wishing I could be her again. All the while God was trying to move me forward to truly set the fire ablaze within me. I fought Him for the next two years, asking Him why I wasn’t stronger. Why it was taking so long for me to grow. I really should have asked God for clarity so I could see the only one holding me up, was ME.
Women of faith are women of fire. It is our true gift from God while we walk this earth to be fully in love with Him, fully devoted to Him, fully obedient to His will for our lives and most of all able to fully trust Him with our lives. Every second of it. To every woman reading this, YOU ARE a WOMAN OF FIRE.