I’ll never forget being called a Proverbs 31 woman. It was days before our wedding. A never-married, middle-age woman held both my hands and smiled as she told me with certainty, that I WOULD be a Proverbs 31 wife. I was a baby Christian and found myself both flattered and terrified at the prospect of measuring up to this mysterious Proverbs 31 lady. I thought, does she know me? Is this prophetic? Is it realistic?! 

Nineteen years later, like most women, I’ve been knocked down a couple of pegs. Sure, some days I’ve felt the power of Proverbs 31. But more often, I’ve felt the weight of Proverbs 31. And I think wrongly. I think we’re too hard on ourselves.

You ask most women, and they’ll tell you it’s crazy. Who could be this woman? Well, we are. It’s our promise. Or…it’s our promise. Read that again. Do you understand? It-is-OUR-PROMISE.

I want to look at this a little while. This has been on my heart for a few weeks, to study and share more about this elusive woman. Sit tight, I promise I’ll be back.

(Originally published 3/25/13 in Transformed 2:12)