Men Sweat, Women Glisten

Yes, that's right: men do sweat.

Yugh.

If there's one thing I don't like, it's sweating. To me, there's nothing worse than being out in the hot sun, doing something you don't like doing (like weeding the garden), and sweating, sweating, sweating. But, in contrast, Dad loves to sweat; and so does Jonathan. And so does David. I guess it makes them feel manly or something.

That demonstrates something that has come to light in the past few years.

MEN ARE DIFFERENT THAN WOMEN.

Whoa! Pretty bold, isn't it? Despite the common myth that women can do anything men can, we women just aren't the same. And living with three brothers really brings that out - on a daily basis.

(Ever seen a girl do this?)

See, while Courtney and I much prefer to sit in the shade and talk, pose for pictures, and fix our hair....

...other members of our family would rather pummel each other.

It is SO obvious that men are different than women. In a day where women are desperately trying to prove that they're just as capable as men, we need GIRLS to be GIRLS and MEN to be MEN. Really!

But the other side of the coin is that often, girls who have rambunctious brothers get irritated. (Myself included.) We have to remember that boys are going to be rougher than we girls; they're going to have more masculine interests, they're going to have different ideas and opinions. While girls are timid and more hesitant to try daring feats and new adventures, boys are the

"go get -em" type and will run headlong into a potentially dangerous situation.

But this isn't bad. We need men like this! We might be offended because our brothers aren't as "nice" or "gentle" as we would like them to be; maybe we think they shouldn't make so much noise or be so rough.

When you think of this, remember this very true qoute that my Dad often says.....

Men are from venus and women are from Mars.

We are that opposite! We see things so differently because we are different. God created us like this!

And, of course, as sisters, one of our jobs is to gently refine our brothers (by a loving example, of course) and teach them how to relate to us girls.

But just remember that they are boys. They are MEN in the making. And sometimes we girls just have to rough it and pray that God gives us grace!
If you have brothers, let them be just that. (And not bothers, by the way. :)