You Are Not a Mass Product

I’m not sure she fully believed me when I told her the truth: She was not and is not a mass product. She had not been created by a tired father of five who was too exhausted to notice he missed step 18 while standing on the factory line during his 13th hour on the job. She had actually been formed intricately, intently, passionately, and lovingly by a Maker who CAREFULLY put each piece and characteristic together until she met His design perfectly. She is not perfect. But His design of her IS.

Every day I sit with girls who just assume and believe they are merely a replicated product created by an absent maker, or worse, a chemical experience no one can really explain. But this is not truth! This is a lie. A lie I am fighting to snuff out of the minds of women everywhere. I wouldn’t call myself a feminist but I would call myself “pro-woman”. I believe in the power of the heart of a God-fearing woman. I believe women, the gender as a whole, were created for reasons beyond marriage and childbearing. I believe we were created to show the sincere, loving, compassionate, emotional, discerning heart of the very God who put us together. But society and history has been very harsh to women. Women have fought for decades just to be heard, to be taken seriously, to be accepted as a vital role in humanity. On any given day we can be told we’re nothing special, we’re only here for one purpose. But, again, this is not truth!

Look at Psalm 139:

“For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. 

(This does not say, “You shoved my arm into my shoulder socket like Mattel does to Barbie and then passed me along to the next handler for my legs to be done.”)

I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;

(Fearfully: carefully, with intention. Wonderfully: done very well, A++ rating.)

Your works are wonderful, I know that full well.

My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place,

(A secret place suggests this was an intimate, private event. The Lord guarded the process of your creation from those who might not deserve to see it. He protected you and safeguarded your heart to Him in that moment. This was an act of intimacy, your first moments with The Carpenter.)

when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.

(The art of weaving takes time, skill and effort. The Lord took His time with you. He enjoyed the moments with you. This was not a process He rushed through.)

Your eyes saw my unformed body;

all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.”

(Yahweh, Abba Father, God Almighty, The Maker of all Creation SAW you. He saw the very depths of your soul – the good, the bad and the ugly. He saw your days and mapped them out. He planned and prepared a life for you. A factory worker will never think of a single product ever again as it leaves his hands but our Maker never stops. He doesn’t quit and He doesn’t give up. Ever.)

Of course, this passage applies to all of God’s most prized creation; male and female. But today, in light of the End It Movement, I felt pulled to share the heart of The Father with the hearts of His daughters. You are not a mass product!! Do not for one second believe you were created to be owned, abused, mistreated, pushed aside or forgotten! You were created for nothing less than to shine as the brightest glory of the One True King who took His time putting you together. My words are pointless, meaningless and utterly stupid compared to the love God has for you! You are treasured, adored, loved, cared for, protected and safe in the arms of our Father. Lean into that!

Sharing the love our Father in Heaven has for His children, specifically His daughters, is something I am incredibly passionate about. And the lie that women are worth more in gold than they are in character substance is what I hope to snuff out while working at Grace Gardens. Humans owning humans is absurd. Women and children being sold for sex is disgusting. Humanity closing their eyes to the truth is infuriating. Reality doesn’t just go away if we shut our eyes. And women will never know they are NOT a mass product if we shut our mouths.

My name is Meg Smith and I’m in it to end it. For good.

Photo on 2-27-14 at 9.35 AM

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