Empowerment

So let’s talk about this word for minute.  There are things I face, things I deal with everyday, things I don’t share on social media, things I’m still trying to sort out myself.  I have come to believe that I was raised and spent the first half of my adult life, started raising my precious babies, in a Christian cult.  Yes, I said Christian cult!  They are out there!  They do exist!  We have people that have known us from babies that will still not speak to us, like an Amish shunning.  So, this word:  empowerment.........  I struggle daily with who I really am, in a lot of ways just discovering myself at 40 years old.  All that to say, There are women in your community, in your church, next door, coworkers, in the grocery store, black, white, red, brown, purple, pink (ok, maybe not the last two), that need empowered to be who they are, to find who they are, to stand up for themselves, against husbands who don’t value them, churches that won’t believe them, friends that won’t stand by them, children who disrespect them, they are losing their fight, losing their families, losing their hearts and becoming lifeless because they believe they are ugly and have no value.  These women, these are those that need your open hearts, your love, your encouragement, your listening ears.  Don’t push them off, don’t give them words that are empty and don’t help.  Some have given everything for years and still nothing changes.  Discouragement is so very real, especially when someone is behind you destroying what you try to build.  They’ve made excuses, they’ve held to hope where there wasn’t any, they didn’t know, they weren’t taught, they just wanted to be cherished.  They need to be able to learn and grow and find mental health, sometimes staying right where they are.  Please, listen, believe, love.  Empower them to find the truth that they are worth more, that they are beautiful, they are not failures.  #notallabuseisphysical #butheneverhitme #itwasntallbad