As i ponder just why I feel led to address the plight of women and the sticky wicket of doctrine founded on a few lines taken from Rav Shaul's (Apostle Paul's) writings, it is incumbent to revisit my experiences and the answers received for questions as to why I just cannot accept the status quo. I have been labeled many things throughout the course of my 'church' life, most not particularly flattering. There was a time when I just accepted that what I was told was Truth, even when I could not find justification for it in Scripture. When I would ask about this, the 'learned' men, pastors, most of them with some kind of seminary training, always smiled condescendingly and placated me with remarks such as, "You just don't understand. It took me years." The 'me' was always emphasized in a way that was intended to amplify my lowly position as a wife, mother and, homemaker. Poor little stay-at-home-mom trying to figure it all out.
Okay, so maybe there were some sour grapes. Maybe still are, but I have come a very long way and am currently accepting a paradigm shift in regard to this. There came a time when I stopped asking and began demanding proof for doctrines from a Scriptural perspective. Am I not commanded to do so? Even as a woman? The labeling began when I refused to simply accept man's opinion. I stopped being more concerned with what men thought of my questioning and sought the approval of my LORD and MASTER, my Creator.
As promised, here is another of the poems that came from the early years of searching:
FLESH AND SPIRIT
by Sherri Rogers (1997)
The good news of Yeshua is pure and true
The Word made flesh for me and you.
Given by God, aware of the loss
Accepting the pain of death on the cross,
So the Word could arise and live to save
The souls of men from a spiritual grave.
This gift of love so gentle, so strong
Is the Spirit inside, a shield, a song.
The strength and power are in the love
Of the Spirit of God sent from above.
The arm of flesh takes God’s Word
And slings it around to judge and hurt.
Love isn’t there, so the words cut and bruise
They bash, they crush, they mangle, accuse.
The broken men they were meant to save
Are beaten down farther and driven away.
Self-righteousness in the church today
Leaves no room for Yeshua to save.
They’ve sealed their fate by refusing to love
Through the Spirit of God sent from above.
Okay, so maybe there were some sour grapes. Maybe still are, but I have come a very long way and am currently accepting a paradigm shift in regard to this. There came a time when I stopped asking and began demanding proof for doctrines from a Scriptural perspective. Am I not commanded to do so? Even as a woman? The labeling began when I refused to simply accept man's opinion. I stopped being more concerned with what men thought of my questioning and sought the approval of my LORD and MASTER, my Creator.
As promised, here is another of the poems that came from the early years of searching:
FLESH AND SPIRIT
by Sherri Rogers (1997)
The good news of Yeshua is pure and true
The Word made flesh for me and you.
Given by God, aware of the loss
Accepting the pain of death on the cross,
So the Word could arise and live to save
The souls of men from a spiritual grave.
This gift of love so gentle, so strong
Is the Spirit inside, a shield, a song.
The strength and power are in the love
Of the Spirit of God sent from above.
The arm of flesh takes God’s Word
And slings it around to judge and hurt.
Love isn’t there, so the words cut and bruise
They bash, they crush, they mangle, accuse.
The broken men they were meant to save
Are beaten down farther and driven away.
Self-righteousness in the church today
Leaves no room for Yeshua to save.
They’ve sealed their fate by refusing to love
Through the Spirit of God sent from above.
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