Make me a woman of love
Make me a woman who carries your word with dignity and selflessness
Make me a woman whose desires are no longer hers but yours Father
Make me your burdened children’s mother who feeds them life
And denies them death through her silence
Make me a woman whose tongue is tamed and whose lips are mute to words that kill
Make me a woman who knows that everything under the heavens has its time
Make me a woman who knows that only You can conquer any battle and that whatever has been conquered is by Your strength and nobody else’s
Make me a woman worthy of being loved by your son whom you’ve groomed and you’ve taught to be the head of our household
A respectable woman whose knees are burning with the desire to have a one on one with You
Make me a woman who puts you first
Make me a woman who doesn’t willingly turn into a pillar of salt but always looks forward to the goodness of Your presence
Make me a woman who acknowledges her body as Gods temple and finds conviction in it being a stumbling block to her fellow brothers in Christ
Make me your reflection!
Editor’s note: Poem published unedited.
