If You Want to be a Strong Woman

November 1, 2011

in Everyday Lessons

I still have the photograph, me standing there against the burnt orange velour couch, hair frizzy in my face, eyes still showing signs of the sleep that just ended, and that nightgown,

‘Never underestimate the power of a girl.’

My Carolyn wears it now and I wonder at all us girls hoping to be powerful.

I wore that nightgown and thought I could conquer the world and here I sit, 32, sobered by the ways the world has seemed to undo me.

These days, in the brief moments of quiet, my mind drifts to the fears of labor pains, remembering the agony of birthing our first three, and dreading what may be in store for this fourth one’s arrival.  When I touted the great power of a girl at age 5, I had no idea this is what girls can grow up to do.

And most of me just wants it to be over already…to stop imagining the pain and just have it behind me.  But on Sunday, we rise and sing these words together,

‘Strength will rise as we wait upon the Lord….’

We’ve made melody with those words before but this Sunday, I hear the words more clearly, ‘Strength rises as we wait.’

I turn to the passage and find it there,

28 Do you not know?
Have you not heard?
The LORD is the everlasting God,
the Creator of the ends of the earth.
He will not grow tired or weary,
and his understanding no one can fathom.
29 He gives strength to the weary
and increases the power of the weak.
30 Even youths grow tired and weary,
and young men stumble and fall;
31 but those who hope {wait} in the LORD
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint.”  Isaiah 40:28-31

And it seems impossible, that me, here carrying this burden and waiting on this relief, that I might grow stronger as I wait, that me in my 30’s might have more power than I did when I donned that nightgown 25 years ago.

But I see it, there, the reason I can become a strong woman in the waiting…because I’m waiting-not on the arrival of this baby, not on a release from the pain and pressure, not on an end to this season of anticipation-but because I’m waiting on the Lord.

Waiting on Him, His wisdom, His timing, His provision, His great plan.  And when I see Him there, behind the doctor’s office door….knowing He’s the one for whom I’m waiting. It’s only then, that the weight of all this earthly waiting is lifted and I’m suddenly five again-running and spreading wings to fly.

Never underestimate the power of a girl?  Only a girl whose found her God powerful as she waits on Him.

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