Cuff 'Em

The Gold Cuffs

We've joked about Wonder Woman's gold bracelets over the years, and don't you just want to say..."If you only knew!"  The sound of zinging bullets pinging off our windmilling wrists -  leaves nothing behind but the smell of singed arm hair.  A raised heart rate.  A whispered prayer.

And the world left a safer place, yes?  Because Wonder Woman is still on the job.

She slings her arms to deflect the enemy's bullets from her family and friends.  She stands on the battlefield.  Blood, feces, terror and pain don't cause her to shrink, but rather give rise to the hero within her.  Who will be harmed on her watch?  Answer???

Tent stakes and gold bracelets.  

On her knees for her child, for her husband, for her friend.
With calloused hands serving in nursing homes, hospitals, businesses and at the kitchen sink.
With a guarded tongue.
With the teaching of kindness on her tongue.
And sometimes... with a swallowed tongue.  (Oh wicked flame!)

Wonder Woman knows her enemy.  Hates her enemy.  Gives no quarter to her enemy.

She sings "Jesus Loves You" to her crying baby.
Opens the Word of God to her little ones.
Changes one more messy diaper.
Cleans the barf out of the car seat. (the couch, the carpet, the blanket, the bed, the legos...)
Endures another night of lost sleep and says..."You're the sweetest baby in town."

Wonder Woman sets her face like a flint--- like Jesus did when he turned toward Jerusalem.

She says, "Don't you dare!" and whispers the name of Jesus into the night.
She sees the hurting and binds their wounds.
Hears them crying and answers the call to comfort.
Bullets whizz all around her.
The ping stings.

Wonder Woman wearies her arms in the work of her King.  She leaves her comforts, and sometimes... even her childhood behind.

To help a grandpa, and a beloved auntie go home.
To help a friend say goodbye to her own father.
To wish she could slip out of those gold cuffs and be a wild kid again!
To bear the burden of grief at a young age and...
To feel very alone sometimes.

But Wonder Woman!  She takes up the fight!

Fixing, helping, studying, cooking, washing, folding and putting away.
Staying close to the only source of Power in this life that is pure and purely good.
Minding her attitude.  (Is it a good one?)
Studying the pages of her Bible.  WONDERing over Him.
Getting into her prayer closet, bathroom, pantry, parlor, minivan.

Bullets fly, and her gold cuffs whirl like the lights of a carnival ride.
Wonder Woman never stops fighting.


And while it's true that her shoulders have always given her trouble...

It's no wonder.

She's Wonder Woman.

Bernadette

A personal thanks to the wonder women in my life who have answered the King's call to fight for righteousness and justice.  To those who have lifted my arms when I could not.  To those who have prayed and prayed and prayed!  I am certainly in the best of company.... Super Friends!