The other night, a friend and I were discussing the sexuality of a snail. I know....how weird is that? We were talking about it because I recently rescued a snail from the nursery I work at and have been reading a book about them that a coworker loaned me. I have learned that snails are hermaphrodites, being both male and female.
After I mentioned this fact, my friend made a comment about how she wishes people could be like that, indicating that it'd be nice if people could be both male and female, choosing when to be which gender when they pleased, as snails do. I laughed at her comment and intended to move on.
But God dropped something in my spirit.
So often, I wish to be male, rather than female. It'd be so much easier sometimes, or so I believe. But, if God wanted me to be male, He would have made me that way. Rather, He made me female. He quietly spoke into my heart that there is something He purposed for me to do as a female that I would not be able to do as a male.
God made me a girl on purpose. It is no mistake or mishap that I am a female, rather than a male. This new revealed truth causes me to celebrate my intended gender, rather than despise it.
My mom had hoped I'd be a boy. God purposed me to be a girl. And I look forward to finding out in Heaven what He purposed my femaleness for that a boy simply wouldn't do for.
