I’ve heard apologists point to Mary at the empty tomb as evidence of the truthfulness of the Gospels. A woman’s testimony was inadmissible as a witness, so, if you were making up this story, you wouldn’t want to write that a woman was the one to see Jesus first.
But long before anyone was writing this story down, God was threading it together. And He chose Mary to be the one that day. Think about that for a second.
It’s been a year since the last Women’s Thing and after it was over I remember thinking: I wonder what topic we’ll cover next year when I do this again? I honestly didn’t imagine there would be many new cultural/church developments around women to emerge. That was before Kavanaugh, before the Beth Moore madness, before the Houston Chronicle’s article on abuse in the SBC.
Instead of another convo about all the nuances of theology and dividing lines can we just have a convo about the things I *think* we all agree on: women are valuable to Jesus, women are necessary to the Kingdom of God. And many women don’t feel that way, so, what’s the disconnect? And what do we do about it?
I am supposed to be reading my Bible right now and spending time with Jesus. I am supposed to be working on my Advent Devotional, and/or at least creating social assets to share about my Advent devotional. But I cannot.
My throat is swollen with unshed tears and un-shared words.
My fingers fly from key to key and I do not know how to wrap this up in words that make sense.
I am so f-ing disappointed in us, church.
That is not written with hate, but grief. Not frustration, but sorrow. This is a lament.
[**I wrote these thoughts last night, and they’re not all the things I think, they’re just some of the things I’m feeling** I know this is nuanced. I know it’s complicated. I’m not trying to present an articulate argument one way or the other. I’m just trying to explain why some women might be exhausted tonight.]
What a day. Am I right?
I sat in a coffee shop today, headphones plugged into my phone, restlessly shifting my weight, occasionally head in hands, until the woman I was with gently encouraged me to take a break from the Kavanaugh hearing.
At the end of Women’s Thing, I stood up in front of a room full of women and told them that what I want more than anything in the world, is for all of us to function properly.
The body will grow when each individual functions properly. I believe my Jesus will come back when the body grows to its full. So, basically, I need everyone to function properly so my Jesus can come back.
Functioning properly. All that means I think – is knowing who you are and walking in it.
Easier said then done I guess.