dear sister
By zedekiah tiffany
Dear Sister,
Please remind our brothers that there comes a time in the life of an educator when silence is no longer strength, and waiting becomes disobedience. I write not as one who has mastered boldness, but as someone who, like you, has wrestled with the burden of invisibility, the fatigue of long battles, and the temptation to retreat into silence.
Isaiah 32:9-11 issues a call to the daughters of Zion—labeled as “complacent daughters” who have grown comfortable, even unaware, while storms gather and injustice advances. “Rise up, you complacent women! Hear my voice,” the Lord thunders. This is not merely an ancient admonition; it is a clarion call for today.
Whether serving as teachers in classrooms, administrators in district offices, or quietly laboring on a sports field—this call is for you. It is for all Christians who wield influence, whether recognized by title or hidden in the folds of everyday sacrifice.
For months, I have felt the weight of this scripture pressing deeply on my life. I have worked in environments where silence, politeness, and non-confrontation were expected. I witnessed inefficiency, favoritism, injustice, and manipulation—all cleverly disguised as professionalism and policy.
And I have been tired...
Tired of speaking up.
Tired of hoping.
Tired of being, what I believed, the strong one.
Sister, there were days when I had enough strength to fight for others but not enough to fight for myself. I fasted and prayed, yet still faced delay and opposition. I poured my heart into my work, only to find myself fighting for what was rightfully owed to me. I questioned whether it was worth it—wondering if I was being dramatic, too sensitive, or even punished by God. I began to consider retreating, thinking perhaps silence might preserve me.
But Isaiah 32 would not let me rest. “In a year and some days,” it warns, “you will tremble.” I came to understand: silence may feel safe, but it comes at too great a cost. Complacency is not peace—it is paralyzing disobedience. It is a spirit that lingers to hinder our destiny and lull us into purposeless motion. The harvest will never come to those who sleep through the sowing season.
Sister, I may not know the battles you or our brothers are facing, but I do know how real the temptation to disengage can be. To close the door of your classroom and simply mind your own business—it’s a very real struggle. To cry in your car, hold your tongue in rooms where truth desperately needs to be spoken, and wonder whether your quiet compliance is submission—or merely fear.
Like me, this is your wake-up call. With the Lord Jesus on your side, allow Him to work through you both to will and to work for His good pleasure (Philippians 2:13). Not only does He give us strength, but He also gives us boldness.
Your anointing, from the Anointed One, is not for the backseat. You are not fragile. You are not invisible. You are needed. You are appointed for this moment.
Let this be the year we rise by the Spirit of God. Not just to make noise, but in authority. Let us steward our words like weapons and our silence like strategy. Let us mentor generations. Let us call down heaven and build up those around us. Let us teach with fire again, raise children with holiness …not just habit, and confront broken systems with wisdom given by the Holy Spirit.
There is no revival without your voice.
There is no reformation without your risk.
Wake up! The King is speaking.
