He created them male and female and blessed them. And he named them “Mankind” when they were created.
At home I’m constantly around commercial fishermen who curse like sailors, oil field workers with a hardcore blue-collar work ethic, tattooed soldiers with no patience for political correctness, long-haul truckers, motorheads, mechanics, hunters, and hikers. (And those are just blood relatives!) In all those Carhartts and steel-toed boots, out of all that testosterone, I don’t know anyone who talks about women in the degrading way the misogynists do on TV.
I hunt, fish, plow snow, chop wood, pretend to be a jock – just like the guys. My daughters have been on the football, hockey, and wrestling teams – just like the guys. We even dress like the men at times, in warm camo hoodies and flat bills to shade the midnight sun. Our environment is rugged and real, and our Alaskan elements are a great equalizer.
On the other hand, I’m married to the most manly guy I’ve ever met. A famous TV producer refers to Todd as “Captain America.” I’ve watched in appreciation as Todd stops to braid Piper’s hair before a ballgame. He cooks the best salmon chowder, making sure Willow has her favorite on the stovetop when she stops by. That Iron Dog champ can change a diaper as fast as he can change the oil in one of the trucks he rebuilt by hand.
Though God made men and women so different, our talents can over-lap -especially when the environment we live in demands it.
Sweet Freedom in Action
Today, make sure your daughter knows her worth is far beyond her looks. Teach her to hit a ball or score a basket. And show your son that real men are tough enough to take on “women’s work.” For instance, help him make quiche. Add some venison. Real men eat it.