Friday, August 26, 2011

Right Worked Up

I just wanted a video series on YouTube called "The Virgin Daughters". Someone sent me the link a few weeks ago, and I finally got around to watching it.

It is about the purity movement in America and how fathers are stepping up to protect the purity of their children.

It was kind of displayed in a negative light. And the comments from viewers have got me pretty worked up.

People are calling them creepy, controlling, patriarchal, freaks, and abusive! It has got me pretty worked up that I am kind of on a comment rampage.

They are making something God called men to do look seem like something bad!

God has called men to be the leader in their homes. Not to control it, but to lead it in Godly living. A wife is called to be her husband's partner, supporter and helpmate.

A lot of comments on there come from feminists. The feminist movement upsets me. Look where it has got us today: more work for less pay, being objectified for our bodies/being treated like meat, less time for families because of work commitments. Instead of being free like the feminist movement intended, we are more chained and shackled and stressed out than ever before! I am sure it has done some good things for women's rights. But right now all I can think of is the negative.

We wanted to so desperately to be treated equal to men.

But the truth is we are not equal to men, because we are SO DIFFERENT. We are wired differently. We think differently. We are built differently. We feel differently. We work differently.

Most of this probably all stems from the fact that I want nothing more than to be a housewife and stay at home mom. I wish that the expectation would never have changed. I wish that women were still expected to stay at home.

And this is coming from an educated woman who has a successful career, and owns a few of her own businesses! I also dislike when men think women can't do things and are pathetic/weak.

I do not want to be a man. I want to be a woman. And I want to be the type of women God called me to be. Not fragile as in pathetic, but fragile as in fine china that should be treated with great care and respect.

See, I told you I was worked up.

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