Family Life · Motherhood



I just finished reading Fashioned to Reign by Kris Vallotton.  It was a great read on women and the way Jesus sees us.  It highlighted the ways we read scriptures, focusing on those verses that seem restraining towards women at first glance. This poem was towards the end of the book and it lit a fire in me.  We are woman, moms, daughters…hear us roar!


by Christina Mass

My willingness to carry life is the revenge, the antidote, the great rebuttal of every murder, every abortion, every genocide.  I sustain humanity.  Deep inside of me, life grows.  I am death’s opposition.

I have pushed back the hand of darkness today.  I have caused there to be a weakening tremor among all the ranks of those set on earth’s destruction.  Today a vibration that calls the angles to attention echoed throughout time.  Our laughter threatened hell today.

I dined with the greats of God’s army. I made their meals, and tied their shoes. Today, I walked with greatness, and when they were tired I carried them.  I have poured myself out for the cause today.

It’s finally quiet, but life stirs inside of me. Gaining strength, the pulse of life sends a constant reminder to both good and evil that I have yielded myself to Heaven and now carry its dream.  No angel has ever had such a privilege, nor any man.  I am humbled by the honor.  I am great with destiny.

I birth the freedom fighters.  In the great war, I am a leader of the underground resistance.  I smile at the disguise of my troops, surrounded by a host of warriors, destiny swirling, invisible yet tangible, and the anointing to alter history.  Our footsteps marking land for conquest, we move undetected through the common places.

Today I was the barrier between evil and innocence.  I was the gatekeeper, watching over the hope of mankind, and no intruder trespassed.  There is not an hour of the day or night when I turn from my post. The fierceness of my love is unmatched on earth.

And because I smiled instead of frowned the world will know the power of grace. Hope has feet, and it will run to the corners of the earth, because I stood up against destruction.

I am a woman. I am a mother. I am the keeper and sustainer of life here on earth. Heaven stands in honor of my mission. No one else can carry my call.  I am the daughter of Eve.  Eve has been redeemed.  I am the opposition of death.  I am a woman.


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