And Though She Be But Little She Is ...
As someone who can be best described as ... petite, I've always found this particular Shakespeare quote relatable. Yes I may be small, but just because I lack in height doesn't mean I'm short anywhere else.
I know, it was a bad pun.
There is something about that quote that draws me. I want to be fierce.
But why I ask myself? Why do I want or need to be fierce?
Because I want to be strong and independent, to hold my own when it needs holding. To have it all together and to fight my own battles. When life's challenges come calling, I want to be ready. I want to be fierce.
Or so I thought.
"Oh, when she’s angry, she is keen and shrewd!
She was a vixen when she went to school.
And though she be but little, she is fierce."Oh, context, there you are.
This famous Shakespearian quote, the battle cry of those of us who are or feel little but want to be taken seriously, was not about that at all.
Instead it was one woman insulting another; let's just say the description is not meant to be a compliment.
And as I pondered this recently discovered context today, I thought of another favorite line of mine. This one written by Paul in the book of Romans (12:20):
"On the contrary: 'If your enemy is hungry, feed him; if he is thirsty, give him something to drink. In doing this you will heap burning coals on his head.'Instead of calling us to be fierce in the light of unpleasantness and challenge (or in this case enemies), Paul states that we are to simply be kind.
So I want this to be my battle cry. The way people look at me. I don't want them to look at me and say "she is fierce."
No I want them to look at me and say "and though she be but little she is kind."