Sunday Sermon is where I share interesting things I’ve stumbled on during the week—articles, ideas, or moments that made me think. This week’s topic is…
I started thinking about this concept a couple of years ago when his sister said,
“The trick with my brother is to love him just as he is.”
At first, I felt defensive, like I was being accused of not loving him enough.
But the deeper wound?
No one would ever say that to a man about me.
She knew he was difficult.
But instead of expecting more from him, I was being asked to adjust.
To shrink.
To prove myself worthy by loving him through behavior even she wouldn’t excuse.
And I did love him.
Deeply.
I saw his flaws. I held space for them.
He once called me the “sweetest, kindest, most beautiful person he had ever met.”
But no one told him to rise to meet that version of me.
Patriarchy didn’t just protect his comfort, it asked me to lessen who I was to preserve it.
And the saddest part?
I tried.
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Feminism today isn’t about finding balance within the broken patriarchal system, it’s about walking away from it entirely. We’re not asking men to “let” us stand beside them as equals. We’re tearing that system down at its core, building something better, and inviting them to rise to our level. We don’t want to leave them behind, but we will.
Because women are tired.
We can’t keep waiting while they sit in place.
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He is brilliant. Sensitive. Deeply intelligent. Self-reflective, even. But he’s also been told that all those things make him “less of a man.”
And until he learns to embrace the pieces he was taught to hate…
He won’t find peace.
And as much as I love him …
I can’t wait anymore for him to start that journey.