Dewdrops on Leaves

Dewdrops on Leaves
"Send down the dew, ye heavens, from above, and let the clouds rain the Just One: let the earth be opened, and bud forth the Redeemer."

Thursday, 8 March 2012

International Woman's Day

A happy day to all women throughout the world! We are proud to unite in prayer, in love, in friendship no matter what our nationality, age, status or religion.

We reach out with love and gratitude to all those women out there who are making a difference by using the gifts God gave to them to make life better for others.

We reach out in solidarity and compassion to all those women who are abused, ill-treated, regarded as of no account  They are our sisters, and we pray that their situation will change for the better through other women who will help them.

We reach out in prayer today to all women whose lives of dedication and usefulness are an inspiration to us all.  May God unite us, heal us and breathe his Spirit into us, so that, together, we may become women of hope at the service of life.




On this special day, you may like to reflect on this:



A WOMAN'S CREDO

I believe in the woman of hope that lies within me.
I believe in her strength, drawn from the depth of her being.
I believe in the power fired from that great depth of compassion and love.
I believe in the gentleness of her strength.
I believe she is a woman of dignity, reaching out to touch and be touched at depth.
I believe in the centre from which moves, and trust it fully.
I honour the wisdom and stillness she offers me in my life's journey.

Anonymous.

And this prayer:

PRAYER OF AN AFRICAN WOMAN

I am a woman, created in the image of God
with dignity and virtue;
formed by the very hands of God,
given life by God's breath.

I am a woman - farmer, cook, housewife and neighbour;
I work from morning till late at night
sow and reap under a burning sun;
go off with heavy burdens,
and return home to feed my family.

I am a woman, the heart of the family.
I am loved, and yet oppressed.
held in esteem, and still considered inferior.
caressed. and yet beaten;
indispensable, and still overlooked.

I am a woman,
Lord, you created me and you know me;
you know me by my name.
you listen to me when the world
refuses to understand me.
You know all my worries,
you see my tears, and hear my sighs.
You are everything to me.
With you, Lord, there is hope.
In you, always, I want to put my trust
-  as a woman.

Grace Eneme.

Have a good day!


                                                                                                        

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