By Jackie Ly
Adapted from a piece written in
I find myself searching for personal
connections to the biblical women who walked this earth centuries before. Who
were they, really? What can they teach us now? How are we alike?
I am like Ruth.
Widow, a title I never wanted or imagined. Like Ruth, thrust into a new land
with nothing but love and perseverance, I refuse to let circumstances define
me. I admire her strength to carry on when inside it was probably the last thing she wanted for herself.
Daughter in law, who must somehow hold it together for the sake of others. I
find strength in relationships and take responsibility for my own healing to
help my loved ones. We are not meant to walk this painful path alone and
thankfully I don’t have to.
I am like Sarah.
Heartbroken, a life spent imagining a different future, just to watch it slip
away. I see her inner pain, made so public by her perceived inadequacies. She
must have felt so alone, and yet there was a promise, a promise for which she
had to be patient.
Surprised, that after all this time, God could deliver, and bring joy and a new
future for her family. Kindness shown to me throughout my life but particularly
through my grief journey has surprised and wow’ed me,
each gesture or gift a sign that God will never abandon us.
I am like Lot’s Wife.
Bystander, as the action unfolds but I’m not immersed
in it. Sometimes it’s easier that way, to be a
listening observer instead of always taking charge. I think she must have paid
close attention, made a plan, and executed her plan
with the information at hand. I hate that she didn’t
have all the details. Like her, I hate being left in the dark.
In control of my own destiny. I’m certainly not alone,
and quite often I lean into others for advice, but it’s empowering to consider
that whatever happens, I’m assured a guardian angel is watching.
I am like the Virgin Mary.
Shocked, when the picture-perfect future shatters into a million pieces. OK God, didn’t see that one coming. Those million little pieces,
they aren’t going to be rebuilt into the life I had
before. But one by one I learn from each shard, what it means to evolve, keep
moving, and trust that the new normal will be ok.
For it is with God’s help that we can do all things, no matter the obstacle, or
fear of uncertainty.
Do I see my own identity in some of the women of the bible?
Yes. Yes, I do. But most of all I claim this title.
I am a Beloved Child of God.
Simple, revealing, and most of
all, it requires no action or emotion to be true.
I like the sound of that.