Who can find a woman of strength?
Sometimes… she’s been right in front of us the whole time.
Her worth is far beyond anything we could buy.
Not because of what she has, but because of who she is.
We trust you.
Maybe we don’t always say it…
but we lean on you more than we realise.
You’re up early,
you rest late,
and somehow you’re still thinking about everyone else.
You provide, you plan, you give,
even when you’re tired.
And we’ll be honest…
we don’t always notice.
We notice when things go wrong,
but not all the times you quietly held everything together.
You’ve carried things we didn’t even see.
Worries. Prayers. Pressure.
But you kept going.
Strength and dignity; that’s you.
Not perfect…
but consistent. Steady. Faithful.
When you speak, there’s wisdom.
Even when we didn’t want to hear it.
You’ve watched over us,
guided us,
covered us,
in ways we’re only starting to understand now.
And the Bible says
her children rise and call her blessed…
We haven’t always done that well.
We’ve argued.
We’ve ignored you.
We thought we knew better.
But you didn’t give up on us.
Many women do amazing things…
but today, we honour you.
Not because everything was perfect,
but because you were faithful.
So this is us, standing here, saying what we should’ve said more:
Thank you.
For what we saw…
and what we didn’t.
We see you now.
And we honour you.
And we thank you!