"I hate boys"
"I hate boys" is somthing that I hear more and more. Maybe I am just noticing it lately because I had it brought to my attention that it was something I said a lot up until a year ago. It still sometimes comes out of my mouth...and I usually regret saying it when it does. My guess is that most other girls, like me, do not really mean they hate boys when they say they hate boys.
Usually what "I hate boys" translates to is "I'm really frustrated with this one boy in my life" or "I'm upset that this boy I like doesn't like me back" or "Why don't boys notice me?" However, for some reason we don't feel like we could actually say those things or perhaps no one wants to take the time to listen to our frustrations so it simply becomes "I hate boys."
However, I think this is something that really needs to be examined by me and by all women. I think we need to re-evaluate our words and what comes out of our mouths in relation to men. Something that God has shown me lately is that men are made in God's image. They reflect God. (Side Note: this is also true of women, but for the purposes of this blog post I will only be referring to men) As such they deserve our respect, and they deserve honor just because they are made in God's image.
Imagine that instead of "I hate boys" you were to say "I hate God" all the time. Well....when you say "I hate boys" you are saying "I hate God." Now I don't want anyone to get me wrong. I am not saying that boys are God. In fact to put them in that place would be to make them into an idol, and that is completely wrong. What I am saying, though, is that men all carry a part of God in them, and when you say you hate a part of God, you are saying you hate God.
I mentioned earlier that this used to be a phrase that came out of my mouth regularly, and that is true. Because of several factors in my life, I had become very bitter about men, and I allowed that bitterness to seep out of my life adversely affecting all of my relationships with men.
I am so thankful that God does not give up on us - ever. He brought some amazing young women into my life, the JBB's, and through them He spoke truth to me about my attitude, my thoughts, my words, and my actions. Over the last year, I have developed a deep respect for the Godly men in my life although I often do not display it very well. I am blessed by such awesome men who encourage me and lift me up and speak truth into my life.
Now whenever I feel the phrase "I hate boys" about to come out of my mouth, I stop and think, and then I usually just pray for whatever boy has annoyed me lately. It's wonderful therapy. :)
Usually what "I hate boys" translates to is "I'm really frustrated with this one boy in my life" or "I'm upset that this boy I like doesn't like me back" or "Why don't boys notice me?" However, for some reason we don't feel like we could actually say those things or perhaps no one wants to take the time to listen to our frustrations so it simply becomes "I hate boys."
However, I think this is something that really needs to be examined by me and by all women. I think we need to re-evaluate our words and what comes out of our mouths in relation to men. Something that God has shown me lately is that men are made in God's image. They reflect God. (Side Note: this is also true of women, but for the purposes of this blog post I will only be referring to men) As such they deserve our respect, and they deserve honor just because they are made in God's image.
Imagine that instead of "I hate boys" you were to say "I hate God" all the time. Well....when you say "I hate boys" you are saying "I hate God." Now I don't want anyone to get me wrong. I am not saying that boys are God. In fact to put them in that place would be to make them into an idol, and that is completely wrong. What I am saying, though, is that men all carry a part of God in them, and when you say you hate a part of God, you are saying you hate God.
I mentioned earlier that this used to be a phrase that came out of my mouth regularly, and that is true. Because of several factors in my life, I had become very bitter about men, and I allowed that bitterness to seep out of my life adversely affecting all of my relationships with men.
I am so thankful that God does not give up on us - ever. He brought some amazing young women into my life, the JBB's, and through them He spoke truth to me about my attitude, my thoughts, my words, and my actions. Over the last year, I have developed a deep respect for the Godly men in my life although I often do not display it very well. I am blessed by such awesome men who encourage me and lift me up and speak truth into my life.
Now whenever I feel the phrase "I hate boys" about to come out of my mouth, I stop and think, and then I usually just pray for whatever boy has annoyed me lately. It's wonderful therapy. :)
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