by Sarah Ankenman
This blog post is inspired by Elizabeth Elliot. She said:
“The fact that I am a woman doesn’t make me a different kind of Christian, but the fact that I am a Christian does make me a different kind of woman. For I have accepted God’s idea of me, and my whole life is an offering back to Him of all that I am and all that He wants me to be.”
When I was a Bible College student, I had somewhat of a difficult time. Being a female interested in theology, philosophy, and apologetics made it hard to initiate deep friendships with other female students. All of the other girls would be talking about how difficult it is to be the perfect Proverbs 31 woman, and I was doing research on how to disprove the Gap Theory. Growing up, due to being teased and tormented over my looks, I was never the popular girl and despite the fact that I spoke in the same Valley-Girl dialect, I was (obviously) the opposite of tall, blond, and tan. During my time at Bible College, I would watch those perfect girls- you know the ones I am talking about – the “oh is this not the most beautiful day the Lord has made?!!! I will rejoice for He has made me glad!!” The ones that seem to be filled with a level of joy in the Lord that the rest of us have no hope in attaining. You know them today as your Facebook friend, whose every status update is along the lines of “Oh my life is amazing! I just love my husband and I have the perfect kids! *Gush*.” Yeesh. I understand that Facebook is not the place to air your dirty laundry but would it kill you to be real for once?
Anyways, all this to say, I have never been one of those girls, and still, I am not one of those women. I struggle often to find the joy in things. I sat down long and hard today to think about why this is…
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