Sunday, October 23, 2005
A Woman's Worth
This is true. Please read sampai habis. Siok ending nya tu. =p (trust me)
"With my veil I put my faith on display - ratherthan my beauty. My value as a human is defined by my relationship with God,not by my looks. So I cover the irrelevant. And when you look at me, youdon’t see a body. You view me only for what I am: a servant of myCreator."
Growing up, you read me the Ugly Duckling. And foryears I believed that was me. I am a woman - that ugly duckling among men.For so long you taught me I was nothing more than a bad copy of thestandard.
I couldn’t run as fast or lift as much. I didn’tmake the same money and I cried too often. I grew up in a man’s world where Ididn’t belong. And when Icouldn’t be him, I wanted only to please him. I put onyour make-up and wore your short skirts. I gave my life,my body, my dignity, for the cause of being pretty. I knew that no matterwhat I did, I was worthy only to the degree that I could please and bebeautiful for my master. And so I spent my life on the cover of Cosmoand gave my body for you to sell.> > I was a slave, but you taught me I was free. I wasyour object, but you swore it was success. You taught me that my purposein life was to be on display, to attract, and be beautiful for men. Youhad me believe that my body was created to market your cars. And you raisedme to think I was an ugly duckling.> > But you lied.
> > Islam tells me, I’m a swan. I’m different - it’smeant to be that way. And my body, my soul, was created for something more.
> > God says in the Quran: ‘O mankind, We createdyou from a single (pair) of a male and a female and made you into nations andtribes, that you may know one another (not that you may despise eachother). Verily, the most honoured of you in the sight of God is the one whois most righteous” (Quran 49:13).
So I am honoured. But it is not by my relationshipto men. My value as a woman is not measured by the size of my waist or thenumber of men who like me. My worth as a human being is measured on ahigher scale: a scale of righteousness and piety. And my purpose in life -despite what the fashion magazines say - is something more sublimethan just looking good for men.
And so God tells me to cover myself, to hide mybeauty and to tell the world that I’m not here to please men with my body;I’m here to pleaseGod.
God elevates the dignity of a woman’s body bycommanding that it be respected andcovered, shown only to the deserving - only to the manI marry. So to those who wish to ‘liberate’ me, I have onlyone thing to say: Thanks, but no thanks.
I’m not here to be on display. And my body is notfor public consumption. I will not be reduced to an object, or a pair oflegs to sell shoes. I’m a soul, a mind, a servant of God. My worth is definedby the beauty of my soul, my heart, my moral character. So, I won’tworship your beauty standards, and I don’t submit to your fashion sense.My submission is to something higher.
With my veil I put my faith on display - rather thanmy beauty. My value as a human is defined by my relationship with God,not by my looks. So I cover the irrelevant. And when you look at me, youdon’t see a body. You view me only for what I am: a servant of my Creator.
So you see, as a Muslim woman, I’ve beenliberated from a silent kind of bondage. I don’t answer to the slaves of God onearth. I answer to their King.
We're woman (or not quite yet, but soon will be) and be proud of it. =p
That's our worth, guys do not deserve our tears.
Bitched by Mizami @ 12:23 PM
