There is something that you’re chasing, otherwise you’re not breathing. We chase dreams, goals, people and answers…among other things. I’ve noticed one thing that is prevalent in the female community, is the pursuit of something they call “cute.” Many girls feel a sense of great achievement if they appear cute on any given day. Good hair days, stylish ensembles and perfect make-up application are the ultimate echelon of female success.
I’ve read articles and history books describing this controversial rebellion of women in the 60’s, who fought for equality amongst the sexes. The traditional view of “a woman’s place” was being challenged by countless protestors and activists. The women’s liberation movement forever changed culture. Now I’m not completely condoning every motive of the women’s lib movement, but I think that we can all agree that God made women and men equal, so we should have equal opportunities.
Now, fast forward to present day, and seemingly the ultimate achievement for a woman is not the ability to vote or pursue a career that would have been formally solely occupied by a man, but to be the prettiest? Magazines, television, marketing and movies are defining success for women everyday as a weight, size, shape and even level of sex appeal. Forgive me, but I have this strong feeling that we’ve digressed quite a bit.
When I decided that I was serious about getting married, and began dreaming of what the “perfect wife” would be for me, at no point did shallow or superficial show up on my dream list. I longed for a woman of substance and security. I needed a person who had depth and confidence in the significance of her role in this world. Girls, I care so much for you and your happiness. I know at times it seems like happiness is wrapped up in the guy you like, or the status of your popularity. But those are temporal and trivial things to allow to define you as a person. You will never be happy with anyone else until you are completely happy with yourself. Jesus instructs us to love others as we love ourselves, how can we extend any resemblance of love if we are only half way satisfied with ourselves, provided we’re wearing make-up or at our ideal weight? I know that we all want to look our best, but if that’s the extent of our life, something tells me that we’ve missed the point of living in the first place.
To the girls:: Why not begin a brand new social uprising? Why not, once again, rebel against the world’s standards of what a girl should be. Teach guys that there is more out there than shallow, available, inexpensive, provocative and insecure girls. Let’s start a movement of women of virtue! Be a princess, and allow God to place you and your heart in a tower, building your character while protecting you for your prince. You are the daughter of the King, don’t subject yourself to lower standards while your heavenly Father’s heart is for your absolute best.
To the guys:: Stop messing around, stop playing with girls’ emotions and insecurities and bring back chivalry. Be gentlemen, instead of hormonal little boys. Let’s applaud substance and character instead of lovely lady lumps. Let’s give incentive for girls to strive to become dynamic women, instead of feeding the stereotype. Be men! Not boys…
[pastopher]