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Only a Woman: This Place in History

A week ago, I wrote about the questions I’m wading through as a woman. See, this place in history, in MY history as well as in our collective history, is tearing at the soul of woman.”

And then, this week I read this post from Ann Voskamp:

 What the News isn’t telling You & Why We Can’t Afford to Pretend It’s Not Happening [Sozan’s Impossible Choice — and Our Very Possible One] | A Holy Experience.

My initial reaction was heartbreak. An ache -for these girls, these mothers- that cannot be bottled up in language.

And what followed was a deep frustration that we are, that I am, asking questions about if women should preach or lead or have ambition while across the world and down the street little girls are being ripped open.

But, the questions of a woman’s worth, a woman’s ambition, a woman’s place in leadership matter because those little girls matter.

See, what we believe for our sisters in America, must also be what we believe for the little girl in Iraq. If you believe that your sister, your daughter, your friend, should have an opportunity to live in the fullness of who she was made to be, to follow her dreams, to be honored for the wisdom and ideas and creativity she brings to the world, then that should spill over to the girls in Iraq and Haiti, and Kenya, and India who are being bought and sold.

And the opposite is true as well. If we don’t think it is worth fighting for the little girl in Iraq, if she isn’t valuable enough to move us to action, then we have made evident what we believe about the worth and the place of a woman. If a sweet 9-year-old can be treated like property and ripped open and sewn up over and over and we look away, then we cannot honestly say we think women have value and should be allowed to pursue dreams.

And even beyond the church, if as women we want to demand the freedom to love who we want, pursue the careers that we want, do what we choose with our bodies, but we won’t fight the same battles for our sisters who cannot fight for themselves, we are the most pitiful and useless of warriors.

I don’t agree with every battle women are fighting. I don’t agree with every choice every woman makes. I cannot definitively say I am certain of the right answers. But, I do believe that every woman is beautifully and intentionally created by God and as such has an intrinsic, immeasurable worth and we cannot sit silent while our daughters are suffering.

A City Broken Open

Baltimore. Another city in the trenches of heartache. A heartache that could no longer be contained in her chest. Another young man, dead at the hands of those who have sworn to serve and protect. Another reason to doubt the system. Another reason to look out for yourself.

But, what is right? What is wrong? And in this moment, is that even the question we should be asking?

I don’t think so.

No, I think we should be sitting down with humans who have experienced different lives than us. We should be meeting them out in the streets. We should be asking what life is like for them. What breaks their hearts? What makes them feel safe? Loved? Valued? What makes them afraid? Angry? Insecure? What have the ones, who are not like them, done to hurt them? And what can we do to help them…to help each other?

Because in truth, we are like them. We have different experiences, different cultures, different insecurities. But we all fear. We all bleed. We all want to know that our world values us. If you are like me, you have had plenty of chances to speak all of that into the world. “I’m here and I have something to offer.” But not everyone has had that chance. And some who have, have not be given the tools to seize it when it comes.

You and I are not better than. There is no us and them. At least, there shouldn’t be. But there is, right?

Jen Hatmaker posted this video on Facebook and as I watched, I wept. I wept in wonder at the men and women moved to action in brokenness for their city. I wept in wonder at the words spoken, admitting that the church has failed. I wept, wondering if I would have the courage to do the same should it be my city. Would I leave the safety of my pretty church walls to link arms with the angry, hurting, brokenhearted? Would I place myself between the “us” and “them” and be an ambassador of peace? Or, would I wonder if the wisest thing to do would be to move to someplace where everyone looks the same and the chances of us and them are slim?

This video is long, but I am pleading with you to find time to watch it in its entirety. It is important. It matters. Don’t turn away.

I live in the suburbs. Truth is, I can’t get much further from this reality. But my faith should move me toward the brokenhearted, not further from them.

To the clergy who gathered that day to be in the midst of the mess, you were most like Jesus on that day. You left the comfort of home and stepped into the middle of a battle that was yours only because you chose to make it yours. You were willing to walk alongside those who do not think as you do, who do not act as you would wish, and to say to them…no, to show them that you love them no matter the cost. Thank you for teaching us what it looks like to be present, to be The Church God intends, in the midst of a messy conversation about race and trust.

And to those of us who claim Christ as our Lord. We cannot call Him Lord if we are not willing to do what He asks. I cannot say it any better than Jen Hatmaker. Here is her heart for the church in the midst of this insanity. “Church, this is what we do. We come together like this, we SHOW UP. These spiritual leaders are not at home condemning the desperation and anger. They are walking the same wounded streets, hand in hand, mourning with those who mourn while demonstrating peace and unity. I am both moved and broken open by it.”

How will I show up? If I’m honest, I’m trying to figure that out. But I will not look away. And I will ask, when the opportunity arises, what it is like to be you. In fact, I want to know. Please share. Leave a comment…a novel even. What is it like to walk in your shoes?

And now, how about you? How will you show up?

The Cause of The Oscars

Perhaps next year, little tiny cause ribbons will be added to the golden man. One for equal pay, Alzheimer awareness, suicide prevention, ALS, immigration, civil rights…

All of these causes and a few more were highlighted in the acceptance speeches at The 87th Academy Awards. Each star clutched their statue in one hand and with the other, seized the opportunity to speak about what matters to them. To be honest, it was a bit overwhelming. It felt something akin to walking through the cosmetics section in a department store and getting sprayed by every perfume on the market. How is one supposed to decipher between them all? One big bomb of floral, citrus, musk. So, how do you choose? The majority of us cannot possibly give to every cause, but how do you decide which one to offer your focus?

Here are the causes as they were brought to our attention:

“To every woman who gave birth, to every taxpayer and citizen of this nation, we have fought for everybody else’s equal rights. … It is our time to have wage equality once and for all and equal rights for all women in America!”-Patricia Arquette (Best Supporting Actress)

“When I was 16, I tried to kill myself because I felt weird and I felt different and I felt like I did not belong. I would like this moment to be for the kid out there who feels like she’s weird and different and feels like she doesn’t belong. Yes, you do.”  -Graham Moore (Best Adapted Screenplay)

“The disclosures that Edward Snowden reveals don’t only expose threats to our privacy but to our democracy.” –Laura Poitras (Best Documentary)

“The ones who live in Mexico, I pray that we can find and build the government that we deserve. The ones that live in this country, who are just part of the latest generation of immigrants in this county, I just pray they can be treated with the same dignity and respect as the ones who came before and built this incredible immigrant nation.” –Alejandro González Iñárritu (Best Picture)

“People with Alzheimer’s deserve to be seen.” -Julianne Moore (Best Actress)

“This belongs to all of the people around the world battling ALS.” -Eddie Redmayne (Best Actor)

“We say that ‘Selma’ is now, because the struggle for justice is right now. We know that the Voting Rights Act that they fought for 50 years ago is being compromised right now in this country today. We know that right now the struggle for freedom and justices where we live in the most incarcerated country in the world. There are more black men under correctional control today than were under slavery in 1850.” -John Legend (Best Original Song)

It was hard not to be moved by their impassioned charges to act, think, be. But again, how can we be a part of every cause? And is that something we should even attempt?

Perhaps it has nothing to do with picking and choosing.

Here is the common thread I heard throughout the night: Dignity.

I believe this is where we win or lose the battle in human rights across the board. At the heart of all of these causes is the question of value. As women, are we as valuable to the world as men? Are all races of equal value? Do ALS and Alzheimer’s patients have the same value as other “healthier” human beings? The kid who is contemplating suicide is likely doing so because she has heard from the world that she is not valued. Does the government value the people? Are immigrants valuable human beings or just vermin to be expelled from our home?

Considering all these questions, it comes down to this: Does one person matter more than another? Most of us, I hope, would give a resounding, “No!” But, if we examined our lives -our choices, our communities, our spending, our thoughts- would our lives reveal a resounding “No!” or would they expose a different belief?

If we believe that all people have the same intrinsic value and should live in the dignity of human worth, if we build our lives to reflect that belief, then we don’t have to choose a cause; instead, we become part of the solution to every cause.   And as the people of God, Christ followers, we should be leading the way in this.

“With [the tongue] we bless our Lord and Father, and with it we curse people who are made in the likeness of God. From the same mouth come blessing and cursing. My brothers, these things ought not to be so.” James 3:9-10

Genesis tells us humans alone were made in the image of God. He bent low to breathe His own breath into our lungs and give us life. He has given life to every person of every race, gender, disability, nation, personality, etc… since. So, choose a cause that matters to you, but make choices that reflect the equal dignity woven into every person, the image of God.