A few days ago I was in a study with some women where we were discussing how much we take for granted the fact that most of us were just expected to get a college degree. It was never a question of whether I would go to college, just where I would go. I have the same expectation for my daughter. At the same time, I can't help but think of all the women in our world that don't have those same opportunities. Many haven't had the luxury of even a basic education because of poverty or cultural barriers. I'm sure that so many of these ladies have incredible stories to tell but no means in which to do it.
I want to tell their stories.
Everywhere I look I'm hit with the idea that we are blessed in order to bless others. I want to bless women by giving them the opportunity to be heard.
How the heck do I do this??
I don't know who and I don't know how. All I know is that this little seed has been planted for years, and it keeps cultivating...and sitting....and cultivating and sitting. Maybe it's time to figure out how to increase my cultivating to sitting ratio.