Just yesterday, almost like a new awakening, this came to mind again then I remembered I wrote something along these lines again.
I wonder why.
A woman, from the days of young, is the pride of her father.
Like a son, she has dreams and aspires to be greater than her father.
Her father, with all his love, blesses her and prays that all her dreams come true.
Then she grows older, her father being her mentor, encouraging her and cheering her on all the way.
On her wedding day, she knew that even though her vows are to her husband, she will love no above her father.
The blessings and prayers of a father set her on thriving platform.
The definition of a virtuous woman is she.
She is the pride of her husband and the legacy of her father.
Yet, in all her entirety, her desire for her husband comes across as her limitation.
Then she realized Genesis 3:16 –
“… Your desire will be for your husband, and he will rule over…
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