If you’re like me, I still don’t like the word lady.
“Young lady.”
“Sit like a lady.”
“Dress like a lady.”
“Ladies don’t take belch, slurp, or take big bites.”
I made that last one up. But doesn’t it seem that we are always told to be a lady by someone reprimanding us? Who wants that? Ladyhood stinks.
That’s what I thought when I was a teenager, but secretly, I would have liked to have been a real lady back in the 1800s, when a woman really did run a household and being a lady meant you were married to a gentleman. I loved in the movies when women wore the long white or black gloves to their elbows, their hair pulled back and smartly dressed with gemmed hairpins and clips.
Similarly, I love the genteel manners of Southern women, who drawl words sweeter than iced tea, but underneath the calm is a passion tamed and controlled. Have you ever listened to a country song? You don’t mess with Southern women!
But that’s kinda what I love about being a lady – the ability to keep your emotions in check when you need to, and the ability to be grace and charm until the situation allows for you to cry like crazy and punch some pillows. Too often I see women, young and old, refuse to bite their tongues and shoot daggers at people, and think they can get away with it under the guise of being transparent.
The fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, and self-control. – Galatians 5:22
Self-control.
A lady keeps her temper in check.
A lady doesn’t allow her emotions to control her actions.
A lady is direct, her words sweet as icing with a touch of spunk.
That’s the kind of lady I’d like to be.
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