tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9737388.post110627666323436501..comments2024-01-22T05:58:20.508-05:00Comments on reverend mommy's random thoughts: She Stands in the PulpitTheresa Colemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12134175277230355640noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9737388.post-1106355854004976132005-01-21T20:04:00.000-05:002005-01-21T20:04:00.000-05:00Thank you!Thank you!St. Casserolehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14046979001194772038noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9737388.post-1106347642739391542005-01-21T17:47:00.000-05:002005-01-21T17:47:00.000-05:00Almost every important event that happened since A...Almost every important event that happened since Adam, God seemed to work through a woman. I love the story of Hannah.... God is both male and female. That is the whole upshoot in the mideast today, keeping the women under subjection. We are all created after his own image and likeness. Carry on!Oscar R. Warrenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09032708285578836378noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9737388.post-1106346700076605742005-01-21T17:31:00.000-05:002005-01-21T17:31:00.000-05:00Wow, lovely.
My background is Southern Baptist. H...Wow, lovely.<br />My background is Southern Baptist. How can it be that the same church in which I so keenly felt the love of Jesus expressed through the caring of my teachers, minister and his wife, and really everyone around me, could also have been a place where my call would not have been affirmed? I had grown up and gone away and never had to confront the issue with those people, but I sometimes wonder what they would think of little Martha Spong, standing up to preach the word. Would they shudder? Would they draw a distinction between this vocation and any other? The minister's daughter I grew up with is a psychologist. Is that woman's work, and is ministry not?<br />And yet, and yet, it was in that place that I heard whatever made me think that we were all equal in God's sight. Someone must have slipped up...thanks be to God!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08235049965406944684noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9737388.post-1106333263831475572005-01-21T13:47:00.000-05:002005-01-21T13:47:00.000-05:00This is like fresh mountain run off water to the t...This is like fresh mountain run off water to the thawing winter encased parts of my heart and soul.<br />Thank you.stephhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11623010590528627303noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9737388.post-1106287764312977442005-01-21T01:09:00.000-05:002005-01-21T01:09:00.000-05:00I've seen her too standing outside the temple,
not...I've seen her too standing outside the temple,<br />not even able to see the red curtain<br />take the walk up the steps,<br />and I've seen the lazy men,<br />waiting for God's kingdom to come,<br />and thank God Ms. Theresa,<br />humbly stormed the gates,<br />wrapping the curtain torn in two<br />around the wounds of the men,<br />who were lying dying and destitute...<br />women will arise to hold their men up,<br />when all their courage and strength have gone,<br />and when those same men stand tall and proud,<br />they will quietly find another place to make right,<br />all that is is broken and in need of<br />the mysterious ways.<br />This is the mother's milk<br />in the Grapes of Wrath.friendhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07255854460765834003noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9737388.post-1106278086327092182005-01-20T22:28:00.000-05:002005-01-20T22:28:00.000-05:00There are some lovely images here. Thank you.
[At...There are some lovely images here. Thank you.<br /><br />[At the risk of a stunning oversimplification] This kind of vulnerability is one of the gifts women bring to the pastoral vocation. (Some men too.)<br /><br />It's interesting, I grew up in a convervative denomination as well--actually two, at different times, Catholic and Southern Baptist. (Issues, I have issues... <I>tap dance</I>) But it had a different effect on me. The first time I got up to preach was like a giant "fuck you" to all those voices who said someone like me Couldn't Do That. <br /><br />Wow, I don't normally (ever!) use that word. And I don't really harbor any deep resentment towards the people of my childhood--deeply loving and committed people. But truly, it was like, "I can't, can't I? You just watch me."reverendmotherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07457532866087494676noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9737388.post-1106277616449999542005-01-20T22:20:00.000-05:002005-01-20T22:20:00.000-05:00Beautiful! Thank you.Beautiful! Thank you.Janhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04271643598506103839noreply@blogger.com