My Sister’s Keeper….

The biblical cliche goes ”For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this age, against spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavenly places.”

We have thousands and thousands of feminists and gender activists fighting for a million things all different but with one particular goal at the end of it all.This is to help the other sister.

But so many times we got the sisters fighting on their own hence close to the biblical cliche I would say ”for we do not fight  against gender inequality ,abuse towards women and all the other ills but against the pull her down syndrome from the fellow sister”.

We are in this constant competition or race wanting to get there before the other and we have the world watching or even laughing. Why should  everything be an individual’s competition or race when even a relay race has a team working together to make it first.

For there is no friend like a sister,  in calm or stormy weather, to cheer one on the tedious way,  to fetch one when one goes astray, to lift the other if one totters down and to strengthen whilst one stands.

We all have heard this before ”you strike a woman, you strike a rock”. Imagine the amount of strength and courage whoever came up with this was putting on one woman makes me wonder the wonders and magic we can make as WOMEN.

“Any woman who chooses to behave like a full human being should be warned that the armies of the status quo will treat her as something of a dirty joke . . . She will need her sisterhood.” ― Gloria Steinem

I thought of writing this post after a weekend with a couple of my sisters and realized that there is no better person who could understand my struggles, my rants, my tantrums and emotions than a sister.

Sisterhood is not by blood only but by the mere fact that i am a  woman who wants nothing less than being there for a fellow woman and will be the happiest every single time any woman makes it out there be it they are in the headlines or not.

I believe in women uplifting other women. The only thing that makes our gender weaker, is the fact that we are the gender less likely to stand up for the other. We are the gender more likely to try and make another look bad, and when one of us is already bad, instead of being kind, we pound them into the ditches.

And that’s what makes us weak, nothing else. If we can change this, we can change the whole structure of our being female, I truly believe this.I have grown up with so many women who would say they would rather hang with the boys because they have less drama, so who then is going to be your sister’s keeper?

We have sisters laughing and blaming a sister for rape, calling her names for being stuck in an abusive relationship, humiliating the one who we call fat or dissing the one whose eyebrows are never on fleek yet if you decide to stand with them the rest of the society will.  I would like to believe that a whole lot of us are only hating because we are hurting ourselves.

I choose to be the woman who will always be there for her sister without hesitation and hold her hand when she can not walk alone, be her pillar when she can not stand on her own be that one thing that holds her together when all hope is gone because I believe in my sister and know very well the potential or ability she has to make this world a better place.

So dear sister please do not walk in front of me, I may not follow, please do not walk behind me I might fail to lead but I beg you to walk next to me and be my friend and i promise i won’t go anywhere.

We’re connected, as women. It’s like a spiderweb. If one part of that web vibrates, if there’s trouble, we all know it, but most of the time we’re just too scared, or selfish, or insecure to help. But if we don’t help each other, who will?

I choose to be my sisters keeper. follow Marvy tinevimbo or Scotch_royalty 

Photo Credit: Ernest Nevanji Madanhire

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