Why This Conversation Matters

Look at me, and look at me real good. There comes a time in a woman's life when silence starts charging too much. At first, silence may look like peace. It may look like maturity. It may look like wisdom. It may even look like faith. But sometimes silence is not peace at all. Sometimes silence is a woman trying to keep everybody else comfortable while her own soul is gasping for room to breathe.

She has smiled when she wanted to cry. She has prayed when she was confused. She has served when she was empty. She has answered, “I'm fine,” because the real answer would have taken too long, hurt too much, or made the wrong people uncomfortable. She has learned how to keep the house moving, keep the children covered, keep the job handled, keep the church face on, keep the relationship from falling apart, keep the family from worrying, and keep herself from falling completely to pieces.

And baby, that may look strong from the outside, but it can be heavy on the inside. That is why this conversation matters. Not because women need another cute saying. Not because women need another emotional moment that makes them cry for five minutes and then go right back to carrying the same weight. This conversation matters because too many women have learned how to keep going without ever stopping long enough to ask, “What is all this keeping going doing to me?”

Let Lib keep it real. A woman can be moving and still be hurting. She can be productive and still be worn down. She can be faithful and still be frustrated. She can love God and still have places in her heart that ache when the room gets quiet. She can know Scripture and still not know what to do with the disappointment she has been swallowing for years. She can be admired by everybody and still feel unseen by the people closest to her.