Amy Beach

Today we’ll finally begin to look at ministry to women, specifically Bible studies.

But first, a word from our sponsor: Amy Beach (1867-1944). Amy began taking piano at age four, and by thirteen was a published composer (yeah, one of those child prodigies–funny, you don’t hear about child prodigies as often in women as you do in men). She spent her early life focusing on performance but at eighteen shifted to composition. She composed over 150 works, many of which were performed by high-profile organizations. Her style was marked by lyricism, intensity, and passion.

So ends today’s history lesson.

Bible studies. There are a number of good ones geared for women out there, including, but not limited to Kay Arthur (Precept Ministries), Beth Moore (Living Proof Ministries), Priscilla Shirer, BSF (Bible Study Fellowship). (I’m not including Sandi Glahn’s studies in this list because I don’t think they’re specifically written for women, although numerous women’s groups do them.) Bible.org also has a women’s focus on their site. I’d like to point out that all of these were began by and for women, most have expanded to groups that include women, men, and children.

So let’s talk about training and gender issues.

The question is, does Bible training need to be done gender-specific? Is the Christian life different for men and women? I’d like to point out that I know of no women’s Bible study that believes that the Bible or theology is different for men than women. I think the question relates to two different issues: (1) Does femininity affect learning style (in other words, do women learn differently than men)? and (2) Is the essence of the sin struggle different for men than women?

Historically, women’s ministry is young. I’m not talking about the natural mentoring that happens between mother and daughter or other such things. Mentoring relationships have always been around, both gender-inclusive and gender-exclusive. I mean an intentional pursuit of Bible study and events done by women for women. I don’t know why it began. I suspect that women wanted more Bible knowledge and training than what they are able to get in church. 

That makes me wonder: why? If women are not excluded from sermons and Sunday schools, why did they feel like they were getting less training than the men? It seems to me that men’s ministry is rarer and later than women’s ministry, but perhaps I’m wrong.  If you have any theories about this, I’d love to hear it.

Fundamental, I think, to this is your definition/understanding of femininity. Anciliary to this is your stance on the role of women in the church. A quick note regarding the women: there is not simply "complementarian" and "egalitarian." There is a spectrum. Two people who consider themselves complementarian may have different reasons for believing it and may have different boundaries. For example, one complementarian position states that men and women were created equal but with different roles. Another believes that we were created egalitarian but as an effect of the Fall (namely related to the struggle for power), hierarchy is needed. In this view, at the resurrection, men and women will be egalitarian again. The same goes with the egalitarian view. One more quick note: you can be complementarian and believe that women can preach–yes, even preach a sermon on a Sunday morning–to men and women. This is a more moderate complementarian view that sees this woman preaching as under the authority of male leadership (i.e. the senior pastor, the elders). Likewise, you can be egalitarian and at times think a male is more suited for a specific role.

Regarding femininity, I’d like to talk about epistemology (how we learn) within femininity. In other words, do you think that women fundamentally learn differently than men?

Honestly, there are several answers to this, I think. Some of it is the superficial area of illustrations. Typically, sports and war illustrations are used to reach men. Crafts and chick flicks are used for women. And then there are some that I don’t know where they’d fit: career, child-rearing. There are some problems with this: different women enjoy different things. Not all women like crafts. Not all like chick flicks. Some like sports and war illustrations. Hear me: I’m not saying what women should and shouldn’t like (for example, I enjoy watching sports and movies like Braveheart and I’ve taken up knitting). I’m not saying that we should then just say, to heck with it, let’s focus on the sports and war illustrations. There are a number of people, men and women, who don’t resonate with those, and so with the interest of connecting with all people, we should have a number of illustrations. It sounds like I’m talking in circles here, but really, all I’m asking is can and should illustrations be gender-specific?

Then there’s the question of learning style. I learn differently than my husband does, but is that because I’m female and he’s male or is that because I’m right-brained and he’s left-brained? Is it because of the belief that women are more holistic thinkers while men compartmentalize? (I say "belief" meaning that there is some scientific data saying women have more synapses connecting left and right brains than men do, but I also know of women who compartmentalize and men who easily flow between right- and left- brained functions and thinking.)

In the interest of keeping this post from lasting until the cows come home (and considering the fact that we don’t have cows, that could be a long time), I’ll save the rest of my thoughts on learning styles and Bible studies for Monday. For now, I’d love to hear what you guys enjoy from women’s Bible studies (those of you that do them) and what you wish they did more of.

Women in Ministry and Ministry for Women

Did you know that this month is Women’s History Month? It’s fitting that we discuss women in ministry this month and the purpose of ministry for women.

Last week, I brought up the question, why aren’t most women in their 20s and 30s (really, early 30s, I think) connecting with women’s ministry? At the back of my mind, I’ve been wondering, should they? Or is it okay that they plug in with other ministries during this stage of their life? Will this mean that eventually women’s ministry will die out? Or is it a stage thing–women who are now in their 20s and 30s will see women’s ministry differently as they approach their later 30s? Or if it dies out, is that okay? Does that mean that needs are now being met elsewhere?

As these questions pop in my head, I return to the idea of always re-evaluating ministries in order to make sure that they are serving not just their purpose, but God’s kingdom. I think we all agree that programs and curriculum are not the end in themselves. As we together re-evaluate specifically women’s ministry, I want to look at what is the purpose of the church, how does women’s ministry fit in that purpose (both the purpose of the universal church and the purpose of the local church–I think different churches to some extent have different purposes), how does women’s ministry uniquely serve, what are the good things women’s ministry is doing, what are some empty things women’s ministry is doing, perhaps even, what women’s ministry is.

I want to be clear that I’m not saying this because I think all of women’s ministry is necessarily bad. I think it’s generally good. I’m also not bringing this subject up because I think I have all the answers. This is an issue I’m currently working through, and I thought, what better place to work through this than on my blog where I can get the input of other men and women (yes–I think it’s important to get a man’s input on this as well, just as I think women should have some input in men’s ministry). I do have some opinions (who doesn’t?), and I’ll develop those as we work through this series, but what I really want is to know what you guys have to say.

I don’t know how long this series will run. Besides purpose, we’ll look at content–at things like Bible studies, mentoring, discipleship, spiritual formation, outreach and service, and events/programs–and how the content serves the purpose.

For today–let’s get the juices flowing. I’m going to make an assumption that the purpose of the church is to unify believers so that the world knows God’s love (John 17). What I want to start discussing today, before we even get to some specifics of women’s ministry, is the function of the church. Is it the care of believers? Is it the care of the hurting or needs of the world? Is it to reach unbelievers? I know we all would say that ideally, all three. Let’s get beyond that. Let’s look at how we want to see all three accomplished. There’s one that your church (or you, if you don’t agree with your church) would see as primary. The other two, then, flow from accomplishing the primary, or there are ministries to the other two in your church, but the ministry you hear most about is…

To help you out, think of what metaphors and/or common terms/phrases you relate with most and how you imagine that metaphor/term/phrase being played out–ambassador of Christ, refuge, protector of truth, dispenser of church, the Bride of Christ, a healing balm (or hospital), a prophetic voice, community, common identity, salt of the world, light of the world, city on a hill, fortress (now I have Martin Luther’s song stuck in my head), etc. It’s important that you think through what the metaphor means to you. For example–salt has been used for many purposes–to season, to preserve, to make thirsty.

FYI: I’m getting these ideas from a class I took at Dallas Theological Seminary several years ago called "Theological Education in Intercultural Contexts." A lot of my ideas, my approach, and even the fact that I’m bringing this up at all, comes from my theology, my ideas of communication, and my belief that God has a purpose for the world, for the church, and therefore for each program/study/ministry/curriculum/project that the church undertakes.

So have at it folks, let’s look at some of those metaphors and ideas.

Oh, and I added a new supercategory to my site, "Transforming Culture," that has some of my ideas about church (notice I said some). Also, for those of you who get Glimpses, you may have noticed how I develop the metaphors for the church in the monthly devotional, "As the Church." Heck, if you even look at what I attach to my name on every email, on my description of my Speaking Ministry–"incarnating Christ to a hurting world"–you begin to get an idea of my passion. But I’ll chime in later with some specifics.

Of Rahab, Ruth, and Rebekah

Let me be honest with you. I’ve never been passionate about women’s ministry. Not specifically. I’m passionate about encouraging people (challenging people?) to participate in God’s kingdom work, which means being passionate about people, which sometimes means finding myself in women’s ministry (but also means finding myself in young adult ministry, youth group ministry, missions, artists’ groups, small group ministry, singles’ ministry–you get the picture).

I’m passionate about connecting with people (ironic since meeting new people scares me at times). I’m passionate about finding my place in God’s story and taking people with me.

These days, my place in God’s story seems to include women’s ministry, specifically in partnering with my church and with groups like bible.org and Proven Way ministries in figuring out both how to develop theological materials and how to connect with my generation. (Now I have that song stuck in my head–Talking ’bout My Generation–although I don’t know if that’s really the title of the song or just a line from it.)

Here’s the thing–women in their 20s and 30s are not involved in women’s ministry. In other words, women’s ministry is doing a great job of ministering to women in their 40s and above, but, for the most part, is not meeting the needs of 20s and 30s, specifically those who are single or married without kids.

I’m going to be honest about what’s kept me from being involved in women’s ministry in the past, and my plea is, will you share what’s kept you/keeping you from being involved in women’s ministry, both good and bad reasons?

  1. In both my learning environments (i.e. college and grad school) and my working environments, there’s no distinction between men and women. This goes back to my femininity post (okay, posts). Frankly, I don’t care if you’re a man or woman if you have something to teach me. This is my biggest reason and it reflects two things: (1) I want to hear diverse opinions (even if I don’t agree with them), and (2) I connect more on other levels, such as personality.
  2. There’s a perception of fluff surrounding women’s ministry. Sometimes this perception holds true. Other times it doesn’t. But I get tired of trying to figure out which ones do and which ones don’t. Sometimes the fluff is needed. Sometimes the need is just to connect people of similar interests. But personally, I’m interested in getting into the theology and meaning of life. I’m interested in spiritual formation and discipleship. I’m interested (and this gets to the heart of it since the other interests are for the purpose of this one) in loving God and loving my neighbor as myself, which means (as I said in the beginning of the post), participating in God’s kingdom work.
  3. I’ve been involved in other ministries that I’ve been able to pursue the above interests so haven’t felt the need to get involved in women’s ministry.
  4. Women’s ministry hasn’t always had something to say to my life. What do I mean by this? There are excellent resources and studies out there geared for women–Beth Moore, Kay Arthur, BSF. These are all good things ministering in good ways to a lot of people. But, as I said in those imaginative theologian posts, my learning style is governed more by my personality and my identity as an artist than it is by my femininity. So while Beth Moore, Kay Arthur, and BSF are all excellent and needed, I don’t learn as much from them. Think about it in regards to your college life. Different people resonate with different classes and different teachers. (Sidenote: this is why I’ve started writing Bible studies–not because others aren’t doing it well but because I wanted to write something for people who see things the way I see them.) One example of a group of women doing Bible study together that I’ve connected with in the past and look forward to connecting with very, very soon again is Soul Per Suit because of the women involved and the way the Bible studies are structured.

In the end, I think I sometimes feel more segregated from the church by women’s ministry than I have felt connected with the church. I don’t think women’s ministry needs to be doing everything. And I think that women’s ministry needs to look different for each church based on the needs of your church and your community. To end on a positive note, I’d like to list a few possibilities that women’s ministry has that other ministries don’t:

  1. Connecting women together for spiritual formation. Theology and spiritual formation (and, for that matter, service) flow together. I’m not a fan of models that distinguish between heart, mind, and service because I think all affect the other. That being said, I think there is a place for spiritual formation which takes the theology in a very personal way (though I hate saying that as if theology is ever not personal!) within the context of a small, trusted group with the intention of opening you up, cleaning you out, discovering who you are (the good, the bad, and the ugly) so that you may serve in the way God intended to serve. I think women’s ministry is an excellent platform for this ministry because, let’s be honest, there are some things that I can say to women that I can’t say to men (other than my husband). This is not to say that women’s ministry is the only place for spiritual formation, but a good option.
  2. Some ministries, such as those to battered women or pregnant girls with no where to turn, are better done women-to-women because these hurting women may not trust men as well because of their history.

In short, I think I’d like to see women’s ministry more outwardly focused and coordinating with other ministries in order to connect with people like me.

But I only speak for myself.

I know this is a long post, but if you’ve made it thus far and still have a second to spare, I’d love to know your thoughts as I seek to help other ministries.

On Becoming an Imaginative Female Theologian Who–Oh, you know what I'm talking about…

I can’t remember if this is part three or part four, but I assure you it’s the last part.

I didn’t know what to expect when I began telling you my story. Your responses and support means a lot to me. One never knows if when one opens their mouth if it’ll be like the talking stain from the Superbowl commercial. So thank you for your encouragement. I’ve needed it these days.

Now we get to the femininity part, which is why I started this series in the first place. I drifted off into other things because I realized those other things affected me much more than my gender does.

Of course, my gender affects me. It’s why I married a man instead of a woman. It’s why I curse Eve once a month. But I don’t think (although God only knows the truth of the matter) that it affects how I see or do theology like my personality does. I’ve found kindred spirits in men and women in this process.

What my gender affects is how others see me. I’m not talking long hair stuff, I’m talking the assumption that I must be going into women’s ministry or that I must be good at secretarial work. To the former–I love speaking to women’s groups, teaching women’s Bible studies, connecting with other women. In fact, tonight I begin teaching a new series for a women’s group. However, I also love teaching mixed groups, connecting with other artists, book-lovers, movie-goers in general.

To the latter assumption, that I must be good at secretarial work, I will only say that I worked with many groups who assumed that I would be the secretary merely because I was a woman.

Occasionally, I received surprised reactions from both men and women when I told them which program at seminary I was in. "Oh," they’d say, "That’s really admirable. Not many women do that program." Most of the time they meant well, but it made me wonder why they expected anything less of women than of men.

I realize that I sound overly sensitive at this junction. I want to affirm that I also received support and respect from other men and women. But those other comments sometimes made me feel like I was not just working hard at the program itself, as was everyone else, but fighting for my right to be there (Beastie Boys, anyone?).

Which meant in the beginning, I spent too much time trying to prove that anything you could do I could do better (fifty points for that reference).

It’s hard to write that, to admit that. My pride. Bristling. Proving. Fighting. All for my pride. Perhaps I should have labeled today’s post "confessions." In fact, I just added it to the tags. This was not my prettiest moment.

But God is good. He put people in my life who affirmed me, men and women who interacted with me, who discussed theology and philosophy without a thought to my gender.

It came to heads at the church we attended. Our Sunday School teacher needed a substitute, and I volunteered. News that I’d be teaching traveled the vineyard and before I could say "hypostatic union" an email popped in my inbox. Thanks, but no thanks. We can’t allow a woman to teach. Instead, they drafted someone who was untrained and who didn’t want to teach.

This is an odd metaphor, but I felt kidnapped. Knocked over the side of the head and shoved somewhere I didn’t belong. A very small somewhere. And it made me claustrophobic.

To make a long story short (too late!–another fifty points for that reference), that situation facilitated some conversations between my husband and I. It also became the breaking point. Because my husband and I no longer felt that we could minister in that church for several reasons, we left. (I’d like to point out that we attempted to minister in different ways–I didn’t feel comfortable in their women’s ministry at the time; we attempted to start an Art and Theology small group but there wasn’t much of a response; Chris was involved in several things but began to feel like he couldn’t do what his heart desired in ministry.)

We began a year-long journey toward a new church (I’ll spare you those details) and found ourselves at our current church–a church that makes me feel home again with ruby slippers. This church embraced my gifts, embraced my crazy imaginative self even when I told them that Scrabbles gave me nightmares, embraced my gender. 

Maybe I only needed to click my heels in the beginning, but this is the journey that brought me where I am–an Imaginative Female Theologian Who Loves the Arts.

It means everything, and it means nothing. I’m uniquely created by God. And no matter what, I belong to Him.

I find myself asking again, what does it mean to be female? To love shopping? To be the emotional one? To want pretty colors?

We know that’s not the answer. Those aren’t bad things, but that’s not the essence of being female. In fact, I know just as many men who fit the above descriptions as I do women. We could talk about the differences between men and women. There are some, physically and emotionally. But the humanness of us has more similarities.

What does it mean to be female? Some would say that it means being a wife and a mother. Those are elements, but not a definition. After all, that would exclude people like me who don’t have children and would exclude many women who are single. Here’s what I think: It means created by God to enjoy Him, to enjoy my husband and my family and my friends and the gifts God gave us, to serve Him and to love my neighbor as myself.

On Becoming an Imaginative, Female Theologian Who Loves the Arts, Continued

I left you yesterday at my mental breakdown of sorts. I said that I had tried to force the jigsaw pieces. That’s not true. No, I hid pieces. They slid between sofa cushions, beneath the fridge, under the candy dish on the TV.

My jigsaw puzzle picture was incomplete.

Every Friday night, I went to the Dallas Symphony (the seminary provided free tickets through some donor or something). And every Friday night, I left full and empty at the same time. Full of music. Empty because it wasn’t me anymore. I wasn’t up there playing.

Midway through my second semester, I realized that something wasn’t working. I had to collect the pieces. There wasn’t a single turning point. I didn’t sit down one night in front of a good movie and put together the puzzle. I found a piece here and a piece there, and when I walked by, I’d fit in that one piece.

To some extent, I’m still fitting in pieces one by one.

A professor here and there would give me the opportunity to write and record a song rather than a short paper.

Wait. I could express my theology in my creativity?

I began to meet other people, artists. Soon enough, a group organized a one-day arts festival on campus. We musicians put on a concert. Dancers dance. Painters displayed their work. A professor did a booth on storyboarding.

I wonder now if more than being able to use my music and creativity was the simple acknowledgement that I’m a musician, that I’m creative, and that’s good.

Then the culmination: for my thesis, I asked, please, please, what do you think about me writing a musical? Oh, yes, they said. What a great idea!

I had hit the motherload.

I studied musicals (which meant going to musicals–what a shame), bringing back my college musicology training. I studied story form–Joseph Campbell and Christopher Vogler–and how to write a screenplay. I dug out my old orchestration books and reread biographies on my favorite composers.

And I doubted. What on earth did I think I was doing? Composing a musical? Lyrics, melodies, harmonies, orchestrations? Since when did I have the talent for this?

Simple answer: I didn’t. I wrote it anyway.

I wrote a musical. The entire thing. I discovered story form. I rediscovered music. I rediscovered creativity.

Along the way, I learned something crazy–my creativity doesn’t just affect how I express theology, it affects how I do theology. I look at the Bible and I see a story and stories. Perhaps all these other stories in our lives, fairy tales and Greek myths and Pulitzer Prize novels, give us a taste of the Ultimate Story, the Story that holds every element of a good story.

And that’s beautiful.

Now, this discovery breathes within me. Because I’m part of that Story. My creative, imaginative, art-loving self is part of that Story. Can you see it? When I dance? When I play piano? When I write short stories and novels and Bible studies? When I eat? When I knit? When I watch a musical? When I meet a friend for coffee? When I do Pilates? When I cuddle next to my husband? When I worship with other believers at church? When I fold laundery–which, yes, happens occasionally? All of me is part of that Story, not just my theology. No, that’s not right. My theology is part of all that, comes from all of that, influences all of that.

Yesteryday, I told you I didn’t know where this would go. I knew that in this journey, my theme songs have moved from "La Vie Boheme" from Rent (with my favorite line, "to being an us, for once, instead of them," and which I still can’t hear without dancing) to "TwentySomething" by Jamie Cullum with its confusion to "I’m Gonna Live Until I Die" by Frank Sinatra with its embrace of life and every part of it. I know that I couldn’t delete any part of my journey without becoming someone else entirely.

I look above my computer and see pieces of me, chalk drawings of prayers for my future, pictures of my past, tickets of my two favorite musicals–Rent and Sweeney Todd–artwork of a lighthouse, a map of Africa, a map of Prague (one of my favorite places in the world), notes for my WIP, a working list for when we go camping, and a periodic table of chemicals (okay, so that’s my husband’s).

Created by God.

I have yet to talk about my journey to feminity, which is how this started. But my personality feeds who I am more than my gender. The gender warrants discussion, though, probably more in how others see me than how I see myself, so I guess I leave this

To be continued…