The Joys of Femininity

I read an interesting post about being a woman yesterday (International Women’s Day too, lol). It was written from a perspective I don’t usually read (seemed kinda feminist empowerment-y… it was suggested by WP, lol), but I thought the author had an interesting point: being female is hard, but there’s also great things about it and good stories we can tell, not just the horrible things coming to light in the #metoo movement.

What even makes femininity desirable, anyway? It’s a position of vulnerability, in all honesty. Women can’t walk home in the dark without feeling at least a slight threat (which is why we buy handguns and Dobermans, haha). Men might worry about being mugged once in a while (esp in big cities), but it’s nothing close to the risk to women when they’re alone. We’re vulnerable and easily preyed upon, and that’s no secret.

So the author of the post bemoans the lack of publicity for the good sides to being a woman. People don’t talk about the great sides to it: men killing spiders and cockroaches for us and opening doors when it’s perfectly unnecessary but they just want to be nice, etc.

Personally, I can cheerfully say that there is something empowering about being a woman. We’re great organizers of things, events, and people, can smile at random babies in stores without totally creeping out the moms usually, and we can bring forth life from our own bodies. God chose us to continue the human race, for crying out loud! That’s amazing!! (there are more benefits of womanhood, but it’s kinda hard coming up with them on the spot, so please remind me of some in the comments!)

Yeah, some aspects of life are harder as a woman; no one is denying that. But God specifically planned gender out this way, and I’m inclined to trust Him.

Thoughts? Leave a comment and start a discussion! (but you guys do that even without that reminder #shoutouttoamazingfollowers 😎👉👉)

-Mizqyd (Ms. Squid, hehe)

EDIT: for another interesting Jewish feminist perspective, check out this link.

9 Replies to “The Joys of Femininity”

  1. Hi Sydney.
    Re. Femininity…
    There is an ancient Rabbinic blessing that you say every day:
    Thank you God that you did not make me a woman.
    Offensive at first, especially in today’s culture but if you think about it there’s always a sub-text:
    Yes the woman is the diminutive gender, the weaker gender in many ways as you say. But the stronger (man) has burdens and responsibilities to the weaker (woman) it has always been this way. So if I am a man I must learn how to love and care for the diminutive woman. The sacrifice for life is greater for the diminutive, every woman is a mother of all living who come after her.

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  2. So, this will be a lighthearted response to your serious post…pardon me for that… but as an artist, I find that clothing styles for women allow for so much more creativity and expression. And thus, not only can I create art, but I can choose to artistically express myself through fashion…and my options are much greater than they would be were I a man. 😉 😀 Yeah…kinda silly… but true. ❤

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    1. I like that! You’re right, we have so much more freedom with creativity in our own fashion choices than men usually do, haha. Thanks for this thought! 😃

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  3. You make a good point, Squid. My brother and sister-in-law gave birth to their son at the end of February, and my mom and I were just talking the other day about the wonder that God made women capable of turning a single cell into a complex living, breathing being in nine months. Thinking about it, I balk that some believe that our existence began from nothing and evolved to this intricacy. It’s too much to have just happened by chance!
    Okay, apologetics aside, I agree that being a woman, while having its difficulties in this day and age (or really, in any day and age), has its advantages. The first that comes to mind for me is longer life span. Next, considering how crazy my little brothers can be, I think women have greater control on their sides as far as behavior goes. Of course, God made boys and men go-go-go for a reason, but in today’s industrialized, developed world, it’s easier to be a calm, quiet girl coloring in the corner than an energized, loud boy bouncing off the walls.

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  4. As a young Christian man, growing up in the ever growing culture of feminism and (as is often the case) misandry, there is a very real fear that Women no longer exist. I find it extremely hard to even use the word woman in everyday conversation with my colleagues, because it seems to express an ideal that is rarely applicable. In today’s world, I think that in terms of relationships, the beauty of the masculine/feminine dynamic is overlooked, and we fail to realize that the greatest pleasure in life is simply living the way God designed us to, and as a man, I know that means being a protector, provider, and spiritual leader.

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    1. I really appreciate your perspective here, Wesley. It’s scary to me to think both that the fear exists and that I’m not surprised it does.
      Maybe that’s why waltzing is so gratifying; it’s a physical representation of “the beauty of the masculine/feminine dynamic,” as you put it; The man has to lead for the woman to be able to follow, and the woman has to be willing to follow well instead of trying to take the lead herself. If done right, then they can even branch out to trying spins and such, and that just makes it all the more fun.
      Awareness of and appreciation for Biblical gender roles is so lacking in our generation; it’s heartening to see someone else thinking clearly and honorably about them.
      Semper Fi


  5. I don’t know… but I think our perception of ourselves matters more than many things like the color of our skin, our sex, how old we are, whether we feel hot/cold/healthy/sick and even how much money we’re born into. What truly matters is your sense of self. Am I worthy enough or entitled to: health, wealth, happiness, whatever…? There is really only one thing stopping each of us and it’s a barrier we erect ourselves and place in front of us to suggest that we’re not supposed to do that. If I’m a girl, I’m not supposed to coax a granddaddy long legs into my hand and usher it outside. You erected that barrier, not me (a guy). If you want to be brave, be brave. If you want to open doors for men, do that as well. I walked alone at night as a gringo in a dangerous barrio in a dangerous town down in Peru and without a gun or a doberman; I only needed to bring my sense of entitlement.


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