‘A room of one’s own’ by Virginia Woolf
A written work on a series of lectures she gave about whether a woman would have been accepted as a poet had she written during Shakespeare’s time. Whether her work would have been accepted or rejected simply because she was a woman.
One of her ideas was that in order to write freely a woman must have money and a room of her own in order to convey her thoughts.
This is my room.
this is where my thoughts are today….
-Grad day today at my work. I’m proud and amazed at how far each of the women come while they are with us. A testament to God’s ability to change us if we let Him. Today’s grad, an older woman who has suffered beyond what anyone could imagine. Some might have found her hard and unlikely to change from her violent and dangerous past. The connections she has alone, to another way of life, would deter even the bravest from approaching her regarding her moral life.
But not Christ. With him she has changed to a loving and generous person, with a wisdom that could not have come through any of her past experiences alone, but only through the redemption of those experiences that Christ brought into her life. ‘He restores the years that that the locusts have eaten.’ It is truly amazing and encouraging to see His work in action.
-It’s these experiences in my life that I love to write about, to proclaim loudly the glory of His handiwork in the lives of others around me. I feel like He has blessed me with a front row seat and says to me, ‘watch, wait and see what I can do.’ I learn so much from Him.
-I am not a poet, sometimes I’m not even a very good writer. But I love to write from my heart, and when I do I feel it is received well, for the most part. Being vulnerable to say where I am at is hard. I know that I am not perfect and I hope that I convey that same regard for my friends. I don’t expect them to be perfect either.
-I wish that I could open up this blog to them…. my friends, past and present. I wish that they could accept me for where I am at, warts and all. Unfortunately it has been my experience that they do not. So for now this blog will stay hidden to a certain extent. That makes me sad because the same God who creates a new person out of others, like our grad today, can do so even with me. I wish that there were others who would see His work in me and say ‘watch, wait and see what He has done.’ Instead of finding bondage and enslavement our grad, through the love of Christ, found freedom.