Good Afternoon my brothers and sisters in Christ. I pray you’ve spent the week thus far living intentionally and with purpose. At the beginning of this year, I started to pray to Yahweh that all of my relationships moving forward would look like Him. I didn’t want to be connected to or in agreement with anyone or anything that didn’t bring Him glory. In doing so, this included one of my most intimate relationships. That being between myself and my womb. My Mother challenged me to change my perception of my womb. Before I dive into the discovery of my innermost worthy place. I must credit this new found perspective to her. God has truly given her insight in regard to this subject and in return she has shared many of their conversations with me. Now, this post isn’t just for us women. Men can learn a thing or two about the gift that keeps on giving. Either way, I pray that all who reads this post will be encouraged to evaluate their own perception in regard to the womb. Blessings.
I remember the day I got my period for the first time. I was sixteen years old. Late bloomer. I prayed that God would put off me having to wear a diaper and feel the horrible cramps that I heard so much about. I cried like a baby when she came for the first time. She would visit me ten days out of the month bringing along her immobilizing cramps. I hated her. The older I was the more inconsistent she was. Some months she would come and some months she wouldn’t. By the time I got married and desired to have children she showed me again how much she wasn’t my friend. We still haven’t conceived to his day. I can firmly say that not only did she bring me physical discomfort; she brought me emotional pain. I spent so many years feeling as though she was broken. Why couldn’t she do what she was designed to do? Why did she have to be my burden? The thing that inconvenienced my body? I knew some women who would get pregnant if you just looked at them. Others would only see her 3 times a month. But not me. I wasn’t so lucky.
A few months ago my Mother asked me to write a letter to my Womb. I know that sounds crazy. She read me a poem that she wrote about her womb and it brought tears to my eyes. It detailed a story about the betrayal of her womb, self-inflicted. She followed up by telling me what God had shown her about her Womb. Again, I was brought to tears. I too had betrayed my Womb.
Did you know that as a woman our gift from God is our Womb. It is the thing that brings forth life. The thing that pleases our husband. It’s also the place that the enemy attacks. Infertility, PCOS, Uterine Fibroids, Endometriosis, Cancer, Excruciating Cramps, Sexual Abuse. All attacks that come against our ability as women to reproduce. Attacks to prevent the growth of our lineage. Attacks that alter our perception about her. Attacks that end up making us curse her instead of praising the fact that she gives life. If you’ve ever dreaded your monthly cycle. You’ve cursed her. If you’ve ever opted to remove your reproductive organs. You’ve cursed her. If you’ve ever wished you never had her. You’ve cursed her. The list goes on and on.
So when we talk about Womb Care we have to think about the physical, emotional, and spiritual relationship we have with her. Physical speaks to our hygiene, as well as, what we allow to come into contact with her. Emotional is how we feel about her. Even in times of discomfort are we proud that she is our prized possession? Spiritual is understanding the beauty and strength that she holds while protecting her against demonic attacks. The very thing that produces life has to be honored as such. We have to take her back from anyone and anything that has spoken death to her. She is our gift from God. So how can we reject God’s gift?
The great thing about God is that even we are ignorant about things that we do. He gives us clarity and understanding which allows Him access to reverse our destruction. Don’t you know He never gives us anything without preparing us? Even during our moments of pain, it’s time that we celebrate our prized possession. Our Womb.
For the rest of the week I challenge you to change your perspective of your womb. If you’re a man I challenge you to change your appreciation for your wife’s womb or the womb of women as a whole.
Remember, even our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ passed through the Womb of a Woman. What if she had cursed the place where He was to be born from
“Whenever a woman is in labor she has pain, because her hour has come; but when she gives birth to the child, she no longer remembers the anguish because of the joy that a child has been born into the world.”John 16:21