God Centered Female Friendship That Heals and Elevates
Finding Soul-Nourishing Sisterhood as a Solo Mama
A God centered female friendship that nourishes is the ideal we would all want. But many of our friendships with other women are unfortunately marred by undertones of tension, misalignment, jealousy, fakeness, cattiness, gossip, pity parties, enabling, or even celebrating poor choices.
Yet, we know how deeply valuable female friendships can be. We instinctively seek them out—not only for companionship but also for emotional safety. There’s a natural trust in confiding in another woman, especially when we’ve learned that some male friendships eventually shift into attraction, blurring boundaries and disrupting the original dynamic.
Women understand our inner worlds. They mirror our joys, our battles, our dreams. But what does a truly meaningful friendship with another woman look like? How do you find and nurture relationships that become sacred spaces for growth and healing?
Let me share my experience.
My First Model of An Emotionally Safe Sisterhood: My Mother
From birth, my mother modeled the kind of friendship I would later long to have with other women. She was deeply grounded in her femininity—an embodiment of grace, strength, and softness. She felt like home. When she wasn’t around, the house felt hollow. That speaks volumes about the kind of magnetic and commanding presence she carried.
She was a source of warmth and safety. She didn’t need control tactics to earn our affection. She simply radiated so much love that we naturally mirrored it back to her. That was my first imprint of what wholesome, emotionally safe womanhood looked like—and the kind of friendships I desired.
Meeting Sarah: A Faith-Based Female Friendship
When I moved to Japan, I joined a small congregation about 30 minutes away by train. That’s where I met Sarah—along with her husband and their two boys. A charming, humble family. Sarah carried the kind of calm, emotionally mature energy that makes you instinctively soften around her. Just her presence could melt walls.
I found myself reflecting on what exactly made her presence feel so safe and nourishing. These are the traits I observed:
- Calm – relaxed, grounded, and secure
- Intuitive – emotionally intelligent and deeply stable
- Self-aware – rooted in her own inner world
- Wise – seasoned with experience and curiosity
- Quiet confidence – stillness that comes from self-knowing
- Nurturing – pours into her home, community, and herself
- Thoughtful – intentional in her words, gestures, and even silence
- Self-assured – not attention-seeking, yet magnetic
- Approachable – tender in approach, never overbearing
- Good listener – holds space with kindness and empathy
- Gentle but formidable – soft-spoken yet undeniably strong
- Emotionally safe – creates space where vulnerability can flourish
- Just and fair – anchored in truth and discernment
- Spiritually discerning – led by a divine compass
These traits became a blueprint on what a God centered female friendship would look and feel like.
Then There’s Me
I am a passionate and multifaceted individual, deeply rooted in spiritual richness and authenticity. I have an insatiable hunger for wisdom. My boldness drives me to pursue purpose-driven endeavors, while my warm-hearted nature fosters genuine connections. As a compassionate and intuitive person, I navigate life’s complexities with discernment and bravery, inspiring others through my radiant and unapologetic presence.
At first, I wondered what drew us to each other, especially since she seemed so emotionally stable while I was more expressive and fire-hearted. But then I saw it clearly: She is the still water. I am the sacred fire. We are both divinely anchored, both finding our strength in God. Perhaps my fire will calm to her stillness once the voices of women are heard. She became an embodiment of the kind of God centered female friendships that I seek.
A Spiritually Healing Friendship Is One Rooted In Fellowship
Sarah extended an open invitation to her home for Shabbat dinners.
Some Friday nights after work, I’d join them. One night, we were celebrating her husband’s birthday. Because it was a multicultural gathering, Sarah invited us to sing “Happy Birthday” in our native languages. We sang in Spanish, English, and Japanese. Then she noticed me hesitate and encouraged me—so we sang in my mother tongue too.
A few months later, she gifted me some books. One of them, A Place to Belong, deeply resonated. It spoke about embracing one’s roots while also becoming a global citizen.
Without me ever expressing it, Sarah understood my silent navigation of multicultural spaces—my quiet effort to balance cultural pride without feeling the need to prove myself in a world full of assumptions.
A God Centered Female Friendship Supports Even When Communities Turn Cold
Unfortunately, the same congregation that had once been a source of spiritual nourishment became unjust in its dealings. Some of us were intentionally “othered,” bullied even—perhaps because they assumed I’d remain isolated and powerless. But they overlooked something: I had formed deep bonds with the most respected members—Sarah and her family.
I also met another incredible woman, Takeko-san, another God centered female friendship I nurture.
One evening, during a Shabbat dinner, I casually mentioned that I was told the upcoming festival at our congregation was fully booked—only for everyone else to express shock, saying they hadn’t even made their reservations yet but they were going. Their stunned reaction said it all. I realized then that there had been racial and stereotypical undertones in the way I was treated.
That night, I decided to quietly leave. Sarah noticed and was surprised. She stood up for me against the community’s leaders. Later, she came to meet me for lunch at a hotel near my neighborhood. That solidified her genuineness. She saw me. She validated my pain and extended her fellowship even as she remained in the congregation a bit longer. A few months later, she told me they had also left that community. As expected—because that’s who she is: just, discerning, and unwavering in her values.
The Spiritual Significance of Names
In the Bible, Sarah was not just the wife of Abraham—she was the mother of faith, divinely honored and chosen to birth generations. Even in unfamiliar places like Pharaoh’s palace or Abimelek’s court, she carried herself with dignity and grace. Her beauty, admired even in old age, was more than skin deep—it was spiritual.
She is the woman whose quiet strength God affirmed. The one whose intuition He validated. The one whose presence commanded reverence even in foreign spaces.
Perhaps names carry meaning. My friend, Sarah, personifies the spiritual weight and beauty of her name perfectly.
Then There’s the woman shaped by the Bathsheba legacy.
There is a name that has followed me—not just as a mirror, but as a mantle
Biblically, Bathsheba enters the story under sorrowful circumstances—seen, desired, taken. But her story doesn’t end in scandal. She rises with strength, grace, and strategy. She influences kingship, becomes a revered queen mother, and embodies the journey of a woman rising from pain to purpose. That is the deeper legacy of her name.
I carry that archetype.
People may associate it with scandal, but I understand its strength. I carry that same regal transition from sorrow to wisdom, from vulnerability to power.
But I needed to meet a woman like Sarah—someone who anchored me emotionally and spiritually during my time in Japan. She held space for me in a way very few people ever have. She understood the layers beneath my calm.
A Quiet Tribute
Sarah isn’t the type who enjoys public praises. I honor her in my little ways. But I’ll let serendipity guide her to this post.
And if she ever reads it—Thank you, Sarah. You’ve quietly inspired the woman I’m becoming.
May You Find God-Honoring Friendships
And for you, dear solo mama—
May you find a friendship that nourishes your spirit, challenges you with love, holds you accountable, and helps you rise. May you be surrounded by people who have done the inner work, mastered themselves, and can walk with you—not just in your highs, but also in your sacred healing spaces.
You deserve friendships that feel like home.
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