I look at Shira, peacefully sleeping in her bed, and my heart overflows with love. And I think about everything I need to do in order to protect her, and even more importantly, teach her to protect herself, in the jungle called modern society.
Absurdly, in an age when women are often favored over men in higher education and in the workplace, when a woman can easily accuse a man of rape, and about anything and everything is labeled as "discrimination" women are in danger - more than ever - of having their hearts broken and their lives shattered.
Women bought the lie that purposefully delaying marriage and childbearing, and giving themselves away in numerous relationship with men who have no intention of marrying them, is actually empowering. When such a woman ends up being empty, sad, broken-hearted and lonely, she receives little sympathy. Whose fault is this? Does it matter right now? The important part is that being unprotected left many women scarred for life.
For now my little daughter is carried in my arms. Soon, she will take her first steps, and will hesitantly start to explore the world. And I hope and pray that we can, without suffocating and stifling, help her avoid the worst mistakes I made.
I believe that a girl on the verge of womanhood needs even more, if that is possible, loving guidance and protection from her parents, up to the point of her marriage and starting a home of her own. Our daughters are precious treasures God entursted us with; can we betray His trust? Godly wisdom of parents and elders is more important than prestigious education. How much we must grow spiritually to be able to properly guide our daughters.
Being the mother of a baby isn't easy. It's a priceless gift that comes hand in hand with molding my heart according to God's plan of sacrificial love that takes the focus off oneself. But I expect that being the mother of an older daughter will be infinitely more challenging, spiritually, emotionally and intellectually. Will I measure up to the incredibly important mission of teaching, guiding, loving, nurturing and protecting her until (hopefully, one day) we will give her away in marriage?
Recently I read two interesting posts about protecting daughters. One of them was written by Mrs. Lydia from "Home Living".
The link to the other post was sent to me by a reader - thank you! It's from a blog I've never visited before:
Raising Girls in the Midst of Cultural Collapse
"How old-fashioned, how primitive, sneer the feminists. Sorry, women. You can burn your bras and run around the business world while outsourcing your motherhood, but true joy is found in serving others, beginning with our own families. Those are the values that make for happy homes, busy and useful girls, and the development of young women whose eyes are on the Lord and not on their bodies."
Both posts, naturally, weren't written by Jewish women, but nevertheless I find them very enlightening.