A graphic novel that is currently in production. Enjoy.
A teaser quote:
“We are raised in a world with two types of women: virgins and whores.”
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I found this post to be more interesting. And controversial.
I’m on staff at The Christian Manifesto, as well as a contributor to the podcast in both the Roundtable Discussion as well as Dual Impressions with J.F. Arnold. Here is the beginning of a (mildly) controversial series written by friend Adrienne Johnston, and I hope your mind is sparked towards something great.
To check it out, clicky the linky.
I outline a brief case for annihilationism at my blog. Check it out.
Well. First things first, I consider myself Evangelical. But, I figured I’d take a shot at this since Rachel Held Evans did the same.
I often find myself at odds with other Evangelical Christians, and this sometimes manifests itself in caricatures about my beliefs and perspectives. I tend to have some habits about my approach which seems to be non-mainstream:
1. I never err on the side of tradition. I generally question orthodoxy and do not believe it is by nature true. It gets a vote, never a veto.
2. I think inerrancy is a broad term that can include many assorted perspectives.
3. I tend to question God’s “plan” for suffering, usually when people chalk up events and offer a spin of said plans to incorporate speculative motives.
For more, go to my blog at http://splitframeofreference.blogspot.com/2012/02/13-things-that-make-me-lousy.html
It is difficult to give one’s opinion when there is simply too much to say. Here, I won’t necessarily be giving a technical case for the mutuality of women in ministry as that could very easily fill several notes. Instead, I will be writing from an autobiographical perspective, simply relating the facts and events that shaped my evolved opinion on this contentious subject.
I was raised in a soft patriarchal household. That is to say, my loving parents held to a model typically espoused by Grudem, Driscoll and Piper, and my folks did so with grace. The issue of women in high ministry never occurred to me, even as I grew up within that specific context. It simply was an assumed norm that women could not preach. I never even considered changing my mind on an issue that I didn’t know existed.
After growing up with a hidden agnostic perspective on God and finally finding some answers, I decided to enroll at Biola to pursue a Christian education. Needless to say, it took me a while to find what I was looking for. After working through many personal demons, I decided to post a song lyric displaying discouragement about God. A girl named Allison found my status update, and offered some encouragement. After some time, we got together and just talked.
As usual, the change in perspective is due to a woman.
After decided to date long-distance, the issue of female pastors came up via phone conversation and I was thoroughly unprepared for any debate on the issue. Having never studied it beyond a casual reading of selected Bible verses, I became instantly depressed, remembering that my entire background was built upon this premise — a premise which was now beginning to quake.
Listening to Allison’s trials at Westminster Seminary and some of the sexism she endured caused me to greatly question the implications of my beliefs. Namely, the calling of the Holy Spirit on individual lives as well as what would be required for me in the home should I marry Allison. This all began to make me very aware of the plight of Christian women in the church, and I began to reconsider my way of thinking. I came to a very odd conclusion:
If one is in the majority, then it is often very easy to overlook or relativize clear instances of sexism. Especially if one considers each event an ‘isolated’ instance rather than as a cumulative whole.
Had I been doing this my entire life?
I didn’t think so, and to this day, I don’t think I ever quite did this. But the idea that I could’ve been involved in anything that suppressed another soul because of gender greatly troubled me.
I enrolled in a Theology of Gender class at Biola, taught by Ron Pierce, a co-editor of “Discovering Biblical Equality.” After several class sessions, I was no closer to finding any answer to my questions. In fact, my friend James Arnold will testify, I spent most of my time playing Grand Theft Auto.
I didn’t see any strong female role models in Scripture. That is, until I opened my Bible to Judges.
Deborah was my first encounter with a woman in high ministry. A woman who was both “prophet, pope and president” as Scot McKnight says. The power and authority this woman held was astounding, an ability to speak God’s own words as authoritative, to command a military and to exercise the law of the land.
Why had I never heard of this woman before?
Mostly because, as I mentioned previously, it is very easy to overlook anything that you aren’t looking for.
I’ve had friends offer interpretations that “there were simply no good men during that time.” This distracted me for a bit, but it wasn’t long before I realized that Barak was considered a great man. And that the text never says anything about there being a shortage of manly men during that time.
So. Like I said before, the change in perspective is due to a woman.
I realize how simple this post is, and how I haven’t touched on other verses. However, that is not my point here. Simply put, the Deborah’s of the Bible changed my mind about the possibility of female pastors and I’d have to reinterpret the accomplishments of Godly women in order to be consistent within my former viewpoint.
I was and am unwilling to downplay the role of the Holy Spirit and the clear example of Godly women in leadership. To do so would be a great disservice to these women, and their destined accomplishments.
So, Deborah is not the sole reason why I affirm women in ministry, but she is the tip of the spear.
Grace be upon you.
How terribly, then, have the theologians misrepresented God!…
Nearly all of them represent him as a great King on a grand throne, thinking how grand he is, and making it the business of his being and the end of the universe to keep up his glory, wielding the bolts of a Jupiter against them that take his name in vain. They would not allow this, but follow out what they say, and it comes much to this. Brothers, have you found our King? There he is, kissing little children and saying they are like God. There he is at table with the head of a fisherman lying on his bosom, and somewhat heavy at heart that even he, the beloved disciple, cannot yet understand him. The simplest peasant who loves his children and his sheep were — no, not a truer, for the other is false, but — a true type of our God beside that monstrosity of a monarch.
—George MacDonald, “The Child in the Midst” in Unspoken Sermons, 15.