Today I was walking in downtown Franklin and was stopped by a posse of teen girls. “Who are you?” the brave teen continued, “I can tell you are someone, but I don’t know who.”
I laughed, partly at the awkwardness, partly at the irony.
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If I have learned anything over the last couple of years, it is that life is messy. Most days I want to wipe out the mess with a magic wand. Who wouldn’t? However, there is also this deep appreciation for something, Someone, bigger than me. He isn’t afraid of the mess, He isn’t afraid to mix the ugly colors with the beautiful ones. He isn’t afraid to mix disappointment and hope, success and failure, peace and storm…or sadness and joy.
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What if that is what true femininity is? Confidence in who we are created to be and the vulnerability to be that. That is a feminist movement I can get behind, one that doesn’t tear down, but shows the world how to live whole heartedly.
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