This song... is dedicated to all the ladies out there

So, the other day I was watching a full out verbal brawl between two ladies. It was pretty impressive. The fight was between two sister-in-laws and money. Something about how the other didn't like how she was thinking about spending money, or planning on spending money or thought she should have more say about some money... whatever. It wasn't really important.
Which got me thinking girlfriend, ladies, women, girls, females, whatever...
Sometimes, girlfriend, we're just mean to each other and dare I say, even worse to ourselves. Do you smell what I'm steppin in here? Someone does something really well or receives something wonderful and while we put on our happy faces for her, on the inside a little vial of Ecto-Cooler green jealousy simmers away. 'Why not me?' we think. Why can't I sing like her... or why can't I eat carbs like her...or why doesn't my skin look like hers (my thoughts to every single Korean woman I meet)?

Judgment and shaming abounds on this earth and has even expanded to the planet called the world wide web (aka: the internet). Both overt and concealed. You're bad if you do this... insensitive if you do this...the world's worst parent if you do this...etc. etc. It's everywhere.

So ladies, my question for you is- Why aren't we each other's best cheerleaders? Sistas! We need to band together! Why do we devote so much effort to shame and judgment, and not stopping to ask (and subsequently actually listen), what are your thoughts? Why did you make that choice?

Our judicial hearts haven't just popped up overnight. Likely, they are the fruits of years and years of harboring in the sad prison of own insecurities and fears; fears that we've made the wrong choices in our lives, scars from the past, or maybe we're just scared to make mistakes. We want others to make the same choices as us, because that makes us feel better about our own insecurities in our own decisions. Nobody wants to be in prison alone.

Can we offer other women blessing and when they make choices different from us? And praise God, because in all of His wonderful creativity, He made her differently than you? I want us to live wildly in the gifts that He has given us. I, for example, have been given the gift of sarcasm. I want to live fully in every opportunity to be sarcastic (within reason, I do strictly follow my rules of sarcasm). He has called me to live among and love a people terribly sarcastic. It's a riot.

So, go, live fully. Go paint a mural on your garage door, or make a soufflé, or knit a sweater, or wear the color peach. Be a friend (a real friend, not 'Facebook friend') with someone from a different ethnicity than you. Live in freedom, and not a slave to everyone else's opinions. You can do it!

You go girl.

Disclaimer: because we live in a time where common sense is painfully absent I add this- don't cheer your sister on if she is putting herself or anyone else in danger. duh.