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THE CHAMPIONS SERIES 71, 'THE WOMAN', TOPIC: THE WOMAN; MAN'S JEWEL.

 


The Woman; A Man's Jewel.

According to the Merriam Webster a jewel is defined as a material that is highly esteemed. And as such, it is priceless.

No one places high value on cheap and common products. In fact, anyone in possession of a jewel ensures its maximum protection; some even keep it with banks.



“The value a man places on a woman is determined by her worth in his life, and the value she adds in complementing him.”

It is also worthy of note that the value of a jewel is in its component and composition. So I ask you dear friend, what are you made of?

The Bible clearly spells out the composition of the ideal woman for us, in Proverbs 31:10-31. The Scriptures call her virtuous.

Your worth is not only determined by your physical appearance, but in the totality of what you have to offer. Should your man be down in any area of life, can he trust you to lift him up? Are you prepared to be profit to him, or he will be at loss with you in his life?

Let me conclude by admonishing you to be the woman that any man will be glad to have. Please develop yourself in different areas, such that you will be able to fulfill your mandate as a help meet for his assignment.



Be a woman that loves The LORD, one clothed in honor and who speaks great wisdom. Rather than being a burden, can you be great blessing to him?

Please make up your mind today, to be that Godly woman, with whom God is pleased and who is a treasure in the hands of her husband.

Be one that God will be proud to give His son.

God bless and keep you.

Written By

Miss. John Blessing Uyo

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