Tuesday, January 7, 2025

On being a woman here and across the world

 e Atonement of Christ meant more to me now than ever. It was more needed now than ever—

how could it not be? Right in front of me were the words of the Book of Mormon: “For were it 

not for the redemption which he hath made for his people, which was prepared from the 

foundation of the world, I say unto you, were it not for this, all mankind must have perished.”

Not just now, but forever. The Atonement was needed now more than ever, not just for me, but 

also for them and her.

Here was the man who sat there, screaming from the TV screen's other side. For him—He was 

the man who admitted to abusing his wife on camera. It was needed for a man who died in his 

sins, not knowing any better. For the woman who lost all her siblings to poverty and now blamed 

herself, thinking she would never see them again. It was not just for me; it was for them. Oh, 

how the world needed it at this moment.

I often think about how the Atonement of Jesus Christ applies even to those who don't know 

about it or who don’t know about Him. People like Lucky, who, while I was serving on my 

mission, approached me and asked, “Who is Jesus Christ? Who is this man who you say you 

know? I have many friends who are Christians, but no one can tell me who He is!” I remembered 

how he told me, by no fault of his own, that he was so sad he would never be able to see his 

father again because he believed his father would be reincarnated as a dog.

So I thought to myself “Would these people view their challenges differently if they had a new 

perspective, or do they view their challenges precisely because of what is already in their 

minds?”

I first think of the man from San Francisco. I think of the statements he made about the girl he 

was seeing: “She can’t say ‘no,’ it has to be pretty much all ‘yes’—I’m the man of my house.” 

Maybe this is how he was raised. Maybe he thought this was okay because every time he tried to 

respect his mother, he was beaten. Maybe he was hurt by his mother as a child and is only trying 

to protect himself now. You see, we never know what is going on in someone else's life. Most of 

the time, they just don't know any better. People can't be judged all the same because they are not 

all given the same knowledge. That’s why the Atonement must be in play—it must meet the 

needs of those who acted without understanding.

Next, it’s important to consider who the intended viewers were for this presentation of stories. 

From my perspective, it was for educated, first-world individuals. This conclusion can be drawn 

from the fact that all the texts were translated into English—a language that, although widely 

spoken, is only universally taught and accessible to a select few educated groups. This led me, an 

English-speaking, first-world, unimpressed woman, to confront the realities of the large majority 

of women around the world who aren’t afforded such privilege.

This brings me to the next topic: Women’s Rights.

I can still hear myself—little ol' me, a blonde-haired girl who had just finished her first all-state 

math competition, riding home on a bus with a group of “nerds.” I was a woman, and I had just 

competed in a math competition that, for years, had been dominated by men. I felt powerful, 

especially after hearing an advisor tell me, “Keep up your interest in STEM, especially as a 

woman—you’re in demand.” What was this I was hearing? Me? I? A woman? In demand? 

What? This couldn’t be true. Do you mean that because of my sex, I was actually going to be 

favored among the hiring pool? Where was the inequality and suppression everyone was talking

about in my textbooks? Women aren’t suppressed anymore! Not today! Not in this world!

This newfound discovery of gender empowerment filled my heart and shot from my toes to my 

brain, and then out of my mouth came, “I love being a woman!” A few kids turned around on the 

bus and gave me weird looks, but I was fine with it, because I was a woman, and nothing could 

stop me.

For the longest time, I have felt similar to that eighth-grade, bright-eyed girl. In general, I do still 

feel that way. Yet this empowerment is now coupled with sadness. Sadness that so many women 

don’t know what it feels like to find joy in their gender. A large percentage of the world still 

operates under the mindset that women are worth less—that human life, in general, is worth less.

Most of the places where women have unequal access to rights, however, are places where the 

idea of "rights" for anyone is a foreign concept. These ideas sit on a shelf, alongside other 

concepts like “savings accounts,” “indoor plumbing,” “meal prepping,” “marital agency,” 

“dating,” “stoplights,” “birthday parties,” or “family time.” These concepts sit atop a dusty shelf 

labeled “Things to worry about or learn exist once I know where my next two meals are coming 

from.”

In reality, the reason I love being a woman is that a basic level of resources is provided to me—

resources like plumbing and female hygiene products, so I can still contribute to the economy 

and class discussion even while on my period. Or an economy and parental financial stability 

that allow me to go to school, without waiting in line for hours while the government rations 

food. Or the fact that my parents had access to birth control, so I don’t have to stay home from 

school to watch 14 siblings. Or even just having the option to attend school because I don’t have 

to work to provide income for my family.

I understand and acknowledge that many other women, even within my community, have these 

problems. I acknowledge that not all inequality against women is gender-biased but rather 

survival-based. In many cases, social equality is far from their minds; all they can think about is 

whether they will have clean water during a drought or food after not eating for 3 or 4 days.

So, I’m grateful for this film and the reminder that the state of women’s rights, or lack thereof, 

illustrates there is still much work to be done. I am grateful for that reminder.

Overall, this documentary exposed me to the necessity of the Atonement of Jesus Christ. I loved 

hearing my classmates’ perspectives as they all shared their views of the Atonement. But I know 

Jesus covers it all. I’m so grateful He made it right eternally

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