Last fall I was able to view the document in DC that gave women the right to vote. The sight filled my eyes with tears of joy- that paper declared me equal.
Women and men suffered so that I could have the right to vote. They did it for themselves, but they did it for me.
This past week one of my former students was accepted into Truett. We are now colleagues and peers, when I was once her mentor. I love that.
Truett has always allowed women, and always will. Still, women before me lost so much in the fight to allow women to minister.
I have sat with women older than me with tears in their eyes because they were never encouraged to pursue their passion to preach the way the men around them were. I have read countless job descriptions that state that only men are encouraged to apply. I have cried with frustration as I know that I am capable, and God has called me, still my options are fewer.
I do often wonder if I can stay Baptist and still find a vocation in ministry that allows me employment- but as I think of the women who will come after me, and the women who have come before me- I plan to stay. So that when they cry it can be tears of joy because they are aware that their church has finally seen them as equal.
So dearest- Jen, I am proud of you. Have a great time in Seminary and know that you are inspiring me.