well, this is the only picture that was taken of me 2 weeks ago at the Women’s Conference in Vajta. This was the only way I could approve of myself wearing a tiara… No offense, tiaras are pretty and all, just not for me:-)
So the conference’s title was Daughters of the King. It was a blessing and some of the teachings really touched me. Though this whole being a princess is hard for me to identify with I’m aware of the fact that we indeed should look at ourselves as heiress’ of The King. It is true that we, women and men, forget that the Creator of the Universe, the King of Kings is our father thus we are royal. Everything that belongs to Him=everything, belongs to us. This is worth pondering upon. Both for women and men.
I don’t think anyone who knows me would look at me and would think of a princess to say the least… And me being the way I am, found it a little annoying that I should force myself into this image of a princess. Just because I’m a women and belong to the King I need to be all “pink” and “princessy” (if there is a word like that at all). As a matter of fact it just made me think about the so called roles society and by this I mostly try to refer to the Christian society dictates us. You are a mother=you need to have tons of kids and you need to be a stay-at-home mom, working is not “godly” anymore OR you are a mother and you stay at home with the tons of the kids=you have no life and you are as good as dead when it comes to real life out there. You are a single women=you haven’t reached the goal (being married that is) yet, etc. I know we all could come up with the cliches that irritate us the most, these are the ones that drive me up the wall. And as I was listening to those women on the pulpit I was really happy when one of them shared an example with describing her boxing lessons. Boy was that a relief! So all I’m saying is that thousands and ten thousand of tiny details define a women and the biggest mistake is trying to force someone to be a person that she is not for the sake of “being princess”. And too many times we are judging each other based on stupid cliches and most of the times we don’t think just say those cliches ’cause that’s what every one says and “this is how it always has been done”. So I’m wrapping up this little post with an other cliche: THINK OUTSIDE THE BOX! please. please.
bye ya’ll


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November 16, 2007 at 12:10 am
Lazo Von Vukovaren
LU this is great, we have just talked about, how we should not let what others(whoever thinks of us). but even a greater thing is how do we look at each other…
For women it is harder a bit, but its a man problem also that we are nto satisfied with our look, our outward appearance. but in all reality, we are who are KING created us to be…
For me a no hair, big nose, wierdo… As long as HE is pleased with me, I should be happy…
- another issue:
Paul says to Timothy: “DO not let anyone despise your youth” a pastor added: Not even you.
We shouldn’t let anyone despise anything about us… we are HIS…
Thanx for the share…
November 16, 2007 at 2:02 am
sofika
hello Princess,
work on your princess laugh and you will do just fine in my Fathers kingdom, no worries!
November 16, 2007 at 10:54 am
dzsordzsi
hey siostra
I though you’d like this quote of Psalm 139 from your favorite Message translation
DDDD
7-12 Is there anyplace I can go to avoid your Spirit?
to be out of your sight?
If I climb to the sky, you’re there!
If I go underground, you’re there!
If I flew on morning’s wings
to the far western horizon,
You’d find me in a minute—
you’re already there waiting!
Then I said to myself, “Oh, he even sees me in the dark!
At night I’m immersed in the light!”
It’s a fact: darkness isn’t dark to you;
night and day, darkness and light, they’re all the same to you.
13-16 Oh yes, you shaped me first inside, then out;
you formed me in my mother’s womb.
I thank you, High God—you’re breathtaking!
Body and soul, I am marvelously made!
I worship in adoration—what a creation!
You know me inside and out,
you know every bone in my body;
You know exactly how I was made, bit by bit,
how I was sculpted from nothing into something.
Like an open book, you watched me grow from conception to birth;
all the stages of my life were spread out before you,
The days of my life all prepared
before I’d even lived one day.
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don’t let the (any human made ) system get you down
November 16, 2007 at 4:45 pm
lu
laco von bold;-): bruce willis has no hair either…don’t know if that makes you happier though:D
sis: you’ll never be satisfied with my princess love so you need to put up with your old sis with her good ol’ laugh
gorgie: THANK YOU!
November 16, 2007 at 5:17 pm
Lazo Von Vukovaren
Well, he is dying hard… thats a macho thing… but in the same time divorced… so I rather just stick with the body GOD has designed for me and be satisfied…
Lazo
November 17, 2007 at 12:41 am
goodmorningsarajevo
i love you. i love that you aren’t pink and princessy and that you don’t like tiaras. i don’t either. i think they’re quite hideous, honestly.
i love that you’re artsy. that you ended you blog entry with the word “ya’ll.” that you shared tea with me. that you were a million minutes late to meet us, because thats what we (myself included) artsy people do.
i appreciate you and all your uniqueness.
hurrah for non-tiara wearing singles…
November 20, 2007 at 8:04 am
Susil
I think its hilarious that that would be the only way you wear a tiara…Either way, you are an inspiration. I kno u hate hearing it, but u show girls, esp the youth that there’s no stereotype for Christian girls. So what if you can’t cook(inside joke) or dress in pink… There’s always been so much more to you than just that. So what if ur not the “princess” type…however you are, I just know you have been a blessing in my life for the past year.
November 20, 2007 at 4:43 pm
lu
Kenzie:thanks for putting up with my zillion minutes late… I’ll always cherish that few hours in the tea house. you’re my special person:-)
Susil:stop telling lies and get your butt back here;-)
December 3, 2007 at 4:05 pm
Linda
Yeah…I like pink, married at 35 years old, work outside the home, never had children…my hair is too thin to hold up a tiara…not sure what my box would be called. See ya in two hours for the drive to the airport…c ya!