The Reason I'm Thinking About Empowered Women...
I don't know where I read this, it isn't original with me, and I'm sure it isn't a verbatim quote, yet it does stress a point.
"If women for some reason decided that it was fashionable for men to walk on their hands, from that point there would be about 2/3 of the population of men walking on their hands..."
Women have always had power. I agree with the blog author I read when he emphasized the third stanza from the poem, 'The Hand That Rocks the Cradle Rules the World.' He listed these stanzas, because he says that he feels 'they tell the meaning of what the author, William Ross Wallace, was alluding to':
"Woman, how divine your mission Here upon our natal sod! Keep, oh, keep the young heart open Always to the breath of God! All true trophies of the ages Are from mother-love impearled; For the hand that rocks the cradle Is the hand that rules the world."
https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-hand-that-rocks-the-cradle-is-the-hand-that-rules-the-world/
The link above has the entire poem. [Even though mother's day is two months away this is a pleasant tribute to mothers no matter what time of year.]
This isn't a change in subject, just a change in gears, please bear with me. I miss Jan Michelson, talk-show host from WHO. His show ran for quite a few years from 9:00 to 11:30 week day mornings. You always knew he would have a great show, and he would have great ideas. A bad day with Jan as a host was better than a good day with anyone else. It was during one of his shows that I was brought to an 'aha' moment. I don't remember much of anything else in that show except this: In this world, the upper echelon of our society (ies), the movers and shakers, people at the top—in order to move people in the direction they want them to move in (to follow their agenda) do it by creating chaos, or man-made crises. Then amid the screams and cries people are much more apt to 'do anything' to feel as if they've 'done something'. Whether it be right or wrong, at least they've done it. This aha moment has put a different pair of glasses on my eyes. As does the phrase, 'Follow the money'.
I woke up last week to warmer weather. We are enjoying this warm up, and apparently so is the ant hill on which our house seems to have been built. Honestly, we were here first and they've moved in here the last twenty years. But there were ants on the counter on the left hand side of the stove. The next morning there were ants on both sides of the stove, and moving onto the north side of the kitchen counter. The odd thing about the ants is that they have no destination. They wander around on my counter looking but never finding anything. I do try to oblige them by putting out ant bait that will get rid of them, but I don't think that is actually what they are seeking.
After WWII the men returning from the war wanted to put that time behind them. Their goal, when asked, was marry my girl (or if they were married they would pick up here) get a good job, settle down, buy a house, and raise a family—live a peaceful life. They wanted to pick up the life that had been interrupted, a life much like their parents before them had enjoyed.
People of today are like those ants. They don't really know what they want. They have false goals that they've been told are what they want. A few years ago my husband became the 'manager' at a local hardware store—and earned a quarter an hour raise. However, when people are offered 'managerial' jobs they are usually salaried employees. Meaning they will get so much a year instead of so much an hour, but if someone doesn't come in for their shift, or there is a problem, or a question it's their baby and they are expected to take care of it. They work over-time, and overtime.
My mother was an alcoholic. In her possessions I found a small AA card the size of a business card. The gist of what was written on it was; "a man standing outside the swinging saloon doors, measuring the doorway. When a passerby asked him what he was doing, he answered I'm measuring these doors to see how wide they are. You see through these doors went my good job, my good name, my wife and children, and all of my family, and eventually my farm. Everything good in my life has gone through these doors."
There are many parallels in life to this. That man lost everything to the lust for liquor, but there are other lusts that will suck the good out of our lives as well. The lust for money, the lust for power, the lust to please (or impress) the crowd, our friends, or family.
A trend has developed in the past few years of younger to thirty something year old women who give up their high-paying jobs to stay home and raise their families, and be 'just a wife and mother'. Somehow what they thought they wanted wasn't as fulfilling as they believed it would be.
The empower women movement is a ploy to encourage women to stay in the workforce. If you add up all the financial expenses of working outside the home ie. the wardrobe, transportation, and child care are a few that come to mind. Add them up and take the expenses away from the wage earned, if you have a two wage earner family, almost (if not all) one check will be going in taxes. Who benefits from that? Not the family. The government gets the (tax) money to put into all those 'free child-care' services--You didn't really think it was free did you?--and other freebies it gives out. An added bonus is they get to teach children what they want them to believe, and the mother and father are too busy to know what that is, or to care, and look at what our next generation is coming to.
Especially those who profess to love God, reread those stanzas from that poem, and ask yourself, Who is rocking your cradle, Who is rocking your world?
