Purposeful Womanhood

 By Allison Flowers I have an autoimmune disease and that can greatly affect my energy and strength. One particular day this weakness just seemed to get the best of me. After a painful, restless night, I knew the moment my eyes opened the following morning that I was going to physically struggle for the rest of the day. But I was determined to accomplish one thing and that was my one load of laundry. I slowly made my way up the stairs carrying my dirty clothes. I was already exhausted! As I’m starting my load of laundry, the sweet lady I’m living with walks up to check on me. She explains to me that there is a youth event scheduled for later that day, and they were going to work on repainting the church. And upon hearing that announcement I burst into tears. Now that may seem a rather silly thing to cry about, but that's what I did. I cried because my body hurt and it seemed so unfair. I cried because I wanted to serve at the church and help paint but was unable to physically do so...