Women are Women

Shama Women Shama Women, Share Life 1 Comment

I’m the youngest of three girls. We were a girl house for sure. Between my mom, the 3 daughters, and the dozens of best friends that practically lived with us since they were over at our house so much – my sweet dad got to observe a lot. We talked. He observed. One of our long running family jokes is my dad’s reaction when he sees two women compliment each other on something someone is wearing.

“I like your shirt!”
“Thanks! I got it at Target – it was $14.99!”
My dad always jumps in after that last line and says “She didn’t ask you where you got it or how much it was!”
It happens every time. Whether it’s a dress or a shirt or shoes…. we feel the need to share a good deal! Women love to help other women.
But what about our sisters in South Asia? The ones living a life outside their majority culture? These women are destined to clean the houses of the wealthy, where they are likely to be abused by their employer. They have no recourse. They need the job.
But then…. Hope.
Shama Women opened a center that teaches Sewing. Cosmetology. Theology. I think it’s so fitting that Shama means candle. I imagine a woman walking into the center and having a fire lit within her – empowering her to do more, to live more – and to do so with freedom. She walks in carrying a burden of despair, she walks out holding a candle of hope.
Women are women. No matter what country or culture – no matter their age or social status – we want to tell our friends. We want to share. So a woman walks out of the Shama Women center and carries her candle down the road to her friend . “We can do more!” she tells her, and a new candle is lit.
The fire is spreading! Shama Women has had to open a second center. They need more resources, more teachers – their classrooms are bursting at the seams. These women have found purpose. They have found their identity in Christ. They exude joy and jubilance. I am humbled by them and in awe of their bravery. They want to learn. And they want to bring their friends along too. Cause women are women, no matter where they are. Strong and brave.
As Your love, in wave after wave

Crashes over me, crashes over me
For You are for us
You are not against us
Champion of Heaven
You made a way for all to enter in

I have heard You calling my name
I have heard the song of love that You sing
So I will let You draw me out beyond the shore
Into Your grace
Your grace

You make me brave
You make me brave
You call me out beyond the shore into the waves
You make me brave
You make me brave
No fear can hinder now the love that made a way

You Make Me Brave – Bethel 

Jennifer Isaminger is a wordy girl who writes about family, food, pop culture and random observations on life in general. Find her at somanywordsblog.com.

Comments 1

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *