Let me tell you a secret: growing up, I thought faith and femininity were about as compatible as oil and water. Picture a teenage me, all awkward angles and unfamiliar growth, convinced that being a woman of faith meant shrinking yourself into some predetermined box of quiet submission. Spoiler alert: I couldn’t have been more wrong.

The Unexpected Intersection

Faith and femininity are like two dance partners – sometimes stepping on each other’s toes, but ultimately creating something beautifully harmonious when they learn to move together. It’s not about conforming to expectations, but about embracing the powerful, multifaceted nature of being a woman who believes.

The Depth of Joy and Service

Recently, I’ve been reflecting on a profound truth: true faith isn’t about passive acceptance, but active participation. It’s about joy – not the fleeting happiness that comes from a momentary pleasure, but a deep, transformative joy that emerges from serving others.

There’s a beautiful distinction between happiness and joy. Happiness is surface-level, like enjoying a cup of coffee or a glass of wine. Joy, on the other hand, is something far more profound. It’s rooted in purpose, in living beyond ourselves, in the intentional act of serving others and serving God.

True femininity isn’t about being small or silent. It’s about being brave enough to ask, “How can I serve?” It’s about understanding that our greatest strength lies in our ability to give, to love, to support those around us. Whether it’s helping a new mother, supporting a friend who just moved, or simply being present for those in our immediate circle – these acts of service are where we truly shine.

The Paradox of Giving

Here’s something remarkable: the more we give, the more we receive. Not in a transactional sense, but in a way that we know we are becoming more like God. When we live intentionally – serving our families, our communities, those around us – something magical happens. Our time seems to multiply. Our resources become more abundant. Our joy becomes unexplainable.

I’m reminded of the women I’ve met who embody this beautiful principle. They’re not just surviving; they’re transforming the world around them through love, service, and an unwavering faith that sees beyond the immediate.

I remember the first time my mum used this phrase to reprimand me, “It is more blessed to give than to receive…”. Now I understand better. It truly is better to give and to receive – giving is defined by how we serve, how we love, how we show up for others.

To every woman reading this: Your faith is not a limitation. Your femininity is not a weakness. They are your superpowers.

Embrace service as a form of spiritual expression. Ask yourself daily: How can I serve? Who can I support? How can I make someone’s life a little easier? In those questions lies the intersection of faith and femininity – a powerful, transformative space of joy and purpose.

Serve with love. Serve with intention. Serve without expectation.

Remember: You are not too much. You are exactly enough.