Thank you to all who commented/engaged in the discussion about women in ministry. This is a subject about which I am passionate. Obviously.
I understand that there are several camps: pro-female pastors; anti-femal pastors; pro-female pastor as long a the women dare not assume a role of authority over a male; pro-female pastor when the woman is lucky enough…ummm, I mean married to a man who is a pastor.
If I’ve stepped on your toes, I can’t honestly say that I am sorry. I’m calling it like I see it.
Scripturally, I understand that some passages seem to lean toward have a male in the lead role in a church–in the case of the scripture I will quote, of having males in the role of elder. Titus 1:5 says, “An elder must be blameless, the husband of but one wife, a man whose children believe and are not open to the charge of being wild and disobedient.”
But my Bible (and yours, too) also says in Galatians 3:28 that “there is neither Jew nor Greek, slave nor free, male nor female, for you are all one in Christ Jesus.”
Which scripture is correct? Or shall I say, which scripture has been translated more closely to the original text? I’m not a biblical scholar (yet) but it seems that these two scriptures may be in opposition to one another. If God does not distinguish between male and female, is it possible that elders can be women who have only been married to one man, whose children love & serve God, are not wild and disobedient? Or does God distinguish between Jew & Greek, slaves and free, male and female? It has to be one or the other because God is not a man that He should lie. The Bible, being the inerrant word of God, cannot contradict itself. So which is it?
Revelation 12:11 says, “They overcame him by the blood of the lamb and the word of their testimony; they did not love their lives so much as to shrink from death.” Given that scripture, I am going to tell you why, beyond a shadow of a doubt, I know that God calls women into ministry–even into a pastoral role that *gasp* may place her into a position of authority over men.
I gave my life to Jesus Christ when I was seven years old. I cannot give you date and hour, but I remember making a firm decision for the Lord. One night I was in my bedroom, and God spoke to me. I saw myself preaching to large groups of people. I knew distinctly that God was calling me to something bigger than I. I knew that He was calling me to preach the gospel all over the globe.
Now, I was seven years old. This was before I could read and fully comprehend the debate that was raging (and still does to this day) about female pastors. It is something onto which I have held–heck, I’ve bet my life on it, and I will continue to do so until I meet Jesus Christ, face to face, on the day that He takes me to be home with Him.
I have to give props to the Holy Spirit as well. No matter how far I’ve walked, nay run away from the Lord, the Holy Spirit has always been a quiet voice, urging me to walk forward with the Lord, toward the Lord, toward that He had called me to do. I value the Holy Spirit–He is my Comforter, Wisdom. I’ve seen Him do miraculous things in me, through me, with me. I’ve seen Him move powerfully, gently, wonderfully in the lives of those I hold dear, those I’ve never met, me.
Any questions, comments? I welcome them.