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Woman's Worth


Luke 8:1-3 (NLT)

8 Soon afterward Jesus began a tour of the nearby towns and villages, preaching and announcing the Good News about the Kingdom of God. He took his twelve disciples with him, 2 along with some women who had been cured of evil spirits and diseases. Among them were Mary Magdalene, from whom he had cast out seven demons; 3 Joanna, the wife of Chuza, Herod’s business manager; Susanna; and many others who were contributing from their own resources to support Jesus and his disciples.


Jesus broke down cultural norms and invited women to follow him - women that the religious people of his time may have looked down upon. These were the ones he called and used for a mighty purpose. And he called them BY NAME at a time when women were not deemed worthy to even be mentioned in historic literature. Ladies, we are called with a purpose by a God who knows our faults and our past and our names. We are valuable to Him.

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