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Have you ever struggled with how to reconcile the so- called "restrictive passages" regarding women in ministry, traditionally attributed to Paul, with other texts like Galatians 3.26-28, I Corinthians 11, Romans 16, etc? In this LIVE I discuss the ministry of the Pauline circle and how we might consider these texts and how they might be applied. Enjoy!
In this LIVE I wanted to share with my community about the lasting impact Rachel Held Evans had on my own life. She was a fighter and a prophet and a woman of valor, and I am so grateful for her precision of her pen. #becauseofRHE
As women called to ministry, we are often confronted with doctrines based upon particular passages in Scripture like this gem in 1 Corinthians 14.34-36 "...women should be silent in the churches. For they are not permitted to speak, but should be subordinate, as the law also says. If there is anything they desire to know, let them ask their husbands at home. For it is shameful for a woman to speak in church.Or did the word of God originate with you? Or are you the only ones it has reached?
In this video I address the reality that this passage is out of context and is considered a "traveling passage." Watch this brief video to learn more! In this video I chat about some of my all time favorite Preaching Resources. Barbara Brown Taylor, Fred Craddock, Will Willimon and some of my mentors get a shout out too!
Here's a sneak peak at the upcoming History Channel docu-series, Jesus: His Life. The series will premier on March 25, 2019 for during the Lenten Season and I am so happy to have contributed to this project along with other pastors and bible scholars.
Calling all Girl Preachers and Justice Leaders!! I hope you'll enjoy this FB Live post where I introduce Preacher Girl School, a forum to encourage, equip and empower women to take their preaching to the next level. When I began preaching I felt both exhilarated and paralyzed. Though I had some incredibly supportive and encouraging mentors, they were men. While they were affirming and offered me opportunities to preach, they were unable to help me discover my own unique and feminine voice. This course is designed for women who want to take their preaching to the next level. You can sign up for our next cohort beginning March 20, 2019!  It’s a picturesque winter’s day here in Central Indiana, fluffy white snowflakes fall from the grey, brooding sky and I worked all weekend to deck the proverbial halls so that my home is filled with twinkle lights and candle glow.
This morning as I drove to work Bing Crosby’s Christmas in Kilarney crooned on my xm radio and then Johnny Mathis’ Silver Bells floated through the airwaves and I was transported back to a time of bliss. When I was a child, my mother would play the velvety sounds of Mathis’ Christmas album on our stereo, the buffet sized furniture in our family room. My sister and I would dance around in our nightgowns and decorate the tree while we sipped on egg nogg in tiny cermaic santa mugs my mother had lovingly made. I was blessed and full to tears and so grateful I had my channel set to Holiday tunes rather than the news station where I am typically parked until I remembered the awful state of our world. But even as I smiled at the memories, my phone pinged with Cyber shopping updates and twitter notifications about babies being tear gassed at the border. I felt instantly guilty, shameful that I sat in my SUV driving through my suburban city in the Rust Belt while children screamed in horror at the result of the actions of my own government. I simultaneously patted myself on the back for taking a break from the 24 hour news cycle of hate and greed and violence to celebrate the goodness of this season and was embarrassed that I’d taken this respite while children cry out in fear. I know I am not the only Jesus follower conflicted with the heart sickness of our reality and the longing for wonder. I can not be the only activist, mommy, scholar who is wrung out from the fight, knowing full well when this posts other Christ followers will attack my views and there will be an endless back and forth over who this Jesus really is. But then, this is the way it has always been, this tale is as old as time and longer still, factions fighting each other over who God is and how God has come to us. For my part, I am running hard after the Jesus of the manger, the one conceived of an unmarried woman and born in a stable. I am a follower of the Jesus who was reared as a refugee and challenged the empire; I worship the one who was a friend to sinners and dined with prostitutes. So today as Johnny Mathis sings and twitter zings, I am confounded and exhausted and in need of the revelation of Christ in this broken and battered world. While the snow falls I allow myself to be warmed by sweet memories but I click out a call from my small space in the story of our own making. Let’s agree we won’t harm children. Just that. Let us demand of our government and those across the world to do no harm to children and to invest in their lives, their dreams, their safety and education. Let's do what we can to help shape the future through love and not war. Let's burn down the cages that imprison our hope for a better world; lets feed and clothe hungry children in our city and around the globe. Could we lock arms around the notion that refugee children should be loved, not gassed. Could we resolve to welcome them, connect them to social services, find them shelter as they seek asylum, you know, just as someone did for our Lord as he fled Herod’s reach (Matthew 2). |
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