This week I was told that though I’m expected to work 80 hours, the federal government will only be able to pay me for 64, because our funding only goes through the fiscal year which ends on September 30. It made me consider my value not only to my organization, but to the American system.
Not only am I an employee, but a tax-payer and a voter. I’m a cog in the machine that is our economy. I own a home, support local businesses, and I shop big box retailers (though they are not my favorite places).
More importantly, though, I am a mother, a steward of the future of America. And yet, the system which is dependent on me and people like me, doesn’t seem to value what I bring to the table.
Listen. I’m no Proverbs 31 woman. I don’t own real estate outside of my house. I do not sell homemade goods. My kids aren’t the best dressed in school.
But I am one of those women who fears the LORD, and my worth is not determined by those things. My worth is determined by the one who fearfully and wonderfully created me in his own image. Though I feel I am completely unworthy of all that I have received, HE says that my worth is more than precious stones. Who am I to argue with that? Who am I to argue with HIM?