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I Found My Voice

Last month, I successfully defended my Ph.D. dissertation at Dallas Baptist University. It was equal parts fun and nerve-racking. During my four years, I’ve gotten to know and become friends with my professors, making DBU one of the best places to pursue a doctoral degree. I’ve enjoyed having them actually care about what is going on in their students’ lives while also treating us like the professionals we are. I left the program changed and took a piece of the university’s DNA into my personal and professional life. I grew as a follower of Christ and as a leader.

During my defense, my chair asked me a final question:

“What did you learn about yourself during your time in the program?”

WOW! What a question! I knew something like that could be asked, so I spent much time processing it. However, what came out of my mouth was not at all what I had rehearsed. All of a sudden, standing before my colleagues and professors, tears began welling up in my eyes. (By the way, I hate crying. And I was even more appalled that I began misting IN FRONT of my professors AT my defense.) Then, what came out shocked me, maybe as much as it shocked those listening.

“I found my voice again.” 

This is a simple phrase, yet packed with so much history, hurt, and frustration. When I began the Ph.D program, I was struggling with what I had learned in seminary and what had been pushed on me at my former church about the roles of men and women in the church and home. (I learned a theology that supported extreme gender role separation where men have the “divine authority” to teach and lead while women have the “divine mandate” to support and submit.) At this point, I was beginning to dare ask myself whether or not these “divine” gender roles were as important to God as they appeared to be to man. 

After the Houston Chronicle broke the news indicating that since 1998, close to 400 SBC pastors/ministers abused over 700 victims, I began questioning my absolute commitment to the complementarian view of manhood and womanhood. How could the SBC protect these men who had promised to “lead and protect” their flock while using that trust to manipulate and abuse the most vulnerable? During 2019, I slowly began to wonder if the gender roles of men leading and women submitting had more to do with power than with actual biblical conviction. 

By the time I started the program, I was at a loss as to what to do. I knew my views on men and women in leadership were changing, but I did not know what to do with it. I felt like if I explored what I saw in scripture—Jesus including women in His ministry; Doctor Luke in Acts 2:17-18 indicating that both men and women could preach, teach, and lead; Romans 16 showing Paul serving alongside women as fellow ministry partners, church leaders, and apostles—that I would lose any influence I had in the denomination. Or worse, my husband would lose his job. (At that time, he was serving at a SBC church.) So, I grappled alone (with Chris) and tried to make sense of what I saw in scripture juxtaposed with what I saw in my denomination. 

However, what I experienced at DBU radically differed from what I experienced in other Baptist spaces. As my cohort slowly dwindled to ten men and me (the lone female), I discovered a comradeship I thought impossible. Instead of being “frightened” or suspicious of me, they treated me with dignity and respected me as a fellow scholar. During my 20 years of ministry, I learned to put up a wall between myself and male co-workers because I did not want to make them feel uncomfortable (by my presence) or threatened (once again, by my presence). However, I slowly learned that a wall was not needed with this group. We were all scholars who wanted to glorify God by doing the best research in our particular field, and this strange male-female suspicion was unnecessary. 

Over time, this group of scholars and professors helped me find my voice…again. Of course, I did not realize that was happening. But, with one simple question: “What did you learn about yourself during your time in the program?”… I discovered the answer. 

I learned that God has given me a unique voice that should not be silenced. I learned that humility in leadership does not equal silence on issues. I learned what it means to be “brothers and sisters” in Christ and not be afraid of each other. And, through it all, I experienced the freedom to formulate responses, engage in debate, and even disagree (sometimes explicitly) without being given a demeaning label. 

These past four years have been some of the most mentally grueling of my life, but they have also been some of the fullest. Finding my voice has strengthened my marriage, my life as a mom, and my friendships. For those who feel you have to get small to avoid offending, I want to encourage you to stop believing that lie. God created males and females, and He “blessed them.” (Gen 1:27-28)

God didn’t just bless men; He blessed them.

Many women need to step into that blessing and realize that God did not create you by mistake. He purposefully gave you your callings, giftings, and passions. If you are called to teach…then teach. If you are gifted to lead…then lead. If you have a passion to preach God’s Word…then preach. 

Once you hit a certain age, you wonder if you can grow and change. I can say with certainty that you can! Thank you to my cohort for including me in your fraternity, and thank you to my professors, turned friends, who helped me re-discover and find my voice. I pray that my first half will not define the second half of my ministry. Lord, may it be so!   

Side Note: If you are looking for a place where you will be celebrated instead of vilified, consider DBU. If you want to study at a university that requires you to think for yourself while also challenging you not to neglect Christ’s example, consider DBU. Finally, if you want to grow professionally, mentally, and spiritually, consider DBU. (For the record, I was not asked to write this post, nor does anyone at DBU “endorse” it. I just believe in what they are doing over on the Hill!)            

Mommy, Can Women Pray?

While in church one Sunday, my seven-year-old daughter leaned over and asked, “Mommy, can women pray?” Taken aback by her question, I answered with an affirmative. After all, she saw me pray daily, so I was a little confused about the question. She asked, “Then why don’t they pray in church?” Dumbfound, I answered with some shallow excuse and told her we would talk about it at home.

At that moment, my daughter displayed more wisdom and discernment than many of our church leaders. Week after week, my daughter witnessed that only half the church actively participated, and she was honest and innocent enough to articulate it. Yes, women sing solos and sing in the choir, but rarely, if ever, do they give the corporate prayer. They certainly cannot say anything that would be deemed “teaching.”

Over the years, the church’s leadership adopted an ecclesiological structure where men had the authority to teach, speak, and even pray in church while the women were relegated to the sidelines. Women had their Bible studies, prayer ministries, and discipleship groups, but they had no freedom to share what they learned with the rest of the congregation. If asked, the leaders affirmed the space for women to pray (and maybe speak) in the open assembly; however, an unwritten rule said it was best if they did not.

A few months later, another event happened that would change me forever. The president of the seminary I attended was accused of mishandling sexual abuse and objectifying a young woman’s body. I will never forget what I felt when I read the story. I considered his wife a mentor then and knew he would correct this wrong. I waited…and then waited some more. The apology never came. Instead, he doubled down on his comments and refused to admit how much he hurt them. Didn’t he teach that the man’s role was to protect women? Didn’t he teach that women should graciously submit to the servant leadership of men in authority over them? Didn’t he teach that women could trust the godly men in their lives? So, what in the world was going on?

Shortly after these comments became public, the trustees removed him. One might think that I felt a sense of relief, but I did not. Instead, I felt a deep ache, leading to confusion, loss, and anger. Slowly, this question formed within my spirit: What if the “truth” of women’s submission and men’s servant leadership had more to do with misogyny than biblical truth?

For fifteen years, I believed and was taught the complementarian view, which states that men and women were made in God’s image and equal in their worth and standing before God. However, men and women had different roles. Men were called to lead, and women were called to graciously submit under that leadership.

Since that Sunday morning, I have observed the fruit of the complementarian position, and it is not good. Instead of protecting and esteeming women, I have seen abuse and marginalization. In Matthew 7:15-20, Jesus warns: “Watch out for false prophets. They come to you in sheep’s clothing, but inwardly they are ferocious wolves. By their fruit you will recognize them. Do people pick grapes from thornbushes or figs from thistles? Likewise, every good tree bears good fruit, but a bad tree bears bad fruit. A good tree cannot bear bad fruit, and a bad tree cannot bear good fruit. Every tree that does not bear good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire. Thus, by their fruit you will recognize them.”

Not everyone who espouses a complementarian position is a wolf in sheep’s clothing. In fact, at this point in my journey, complementarianism—though a loose one—is what I still claim. However, recent history shows that the architects of the strict/hyper-complementarian position I was trained in produced harmful and rotten fruit. The leaders said with their mouths that they believed men and women were made in the image of God, but their actions proved otherwise. When half of the church believes that the other half is ontologically “other than,” victimization, abuse, and marginalization flourish. (I know most if not all, would disagree with that statement. However, one must look at actions over words.)

How did we get to this point?

Over the last five years, I have struggled with this question. To be honest, I am still wrestling with it. However, I have gained more perspective over the last few years, especially in the last few weeks. At the 2021 Southern Baptist Convention, the messengers asked the Executive Committee to form a task force to investigate the past twenty years of sexual abuse accusations against pastors and SBC leaders. They requested the EC to hire an independent firm, which they did. In May 2022, Guidepost released its report; and it was not good. Instead of protecting the vulnerable, the SBC leadership covered up and minimized the abuse while marginalizing the abused. In fact, they had a secret database with pastors and leaders convicted of abuse, but they did not share that list with churches. The men who said they would protect women and children failed.

So, now what?

First, I need to lament and repent of the harm this ideology caused to the people in my care. Second, I need to acknowledge my part in this story. I am not an innocent bystander but an active participant in believing, promoting, and teaching this hardline/strict/hyper-complementarianism. My entire theological training focused on women’s ministry and “biblical” womanhood. I have written papers, blog posts, devotionals, a dissertation, and published a book explaining why half the church has authority over the other half. Certainly, God has a better plan for His Church!

Finally, I must act. For me, this step is the hardest. I have built my ministry around this ideology and wonder what to do. However, I know I cannot remain silent. Many young adults I’ve mentored and taught contacted me to discuss how this theology affected and currently affects their lives, ministries, and marriages. My heart breaks for them. And my heart breaks for the role I played in it—the things I said to them in private need to be stated in public. I am confident that God does not waste anything, including the difficult parts of my journey.

My once seven-year-old daughter is now a beautiful preteen, entering into Jr. High (AHH!). She is growing in her relationship with Christ, and I love watching her fall in love with Him and His Word. My husband and I are responsible to her, our other daughter, and our son for teaching and modeling how men and women work together for the glory of God.

When God said, “Let us make mankind in our image, in our likeness,” He wasn’t just talking about Adam. Scripture says, “So God created mankind in his own image, in the image of God he created them; male and female he created them. God blessed them…” (Gen. 1:26-27). Man, NOT God, put men and women against each other. In Christ, we have a new way of relating to each other, one that does not require one gender to be subordinate to the other (Eph. 5: 21; Heb. 13:1). I desire to spend the rest of my life learning that new way of relating and being faithful to model that to the next generation.

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