Despite my commitment to reclaiming complex labels, I still find it hard to publish my thoughts about faith and feminism. But hey, a bunch of really rad humans decided to do an internet flash mob of sorts to have this really important discussion, so I’m throwing in my five cents to #FaithFeminisms. (Can’t be two cents; Canada doesn’t use pennies anymore.)
Although I find articulating my Christian theology to be somewhat anxiety-inducing, there are a few things of which I am intellectually and emotionally certain:
- God, a divine and thus humanly unfathomable being, created the universe.
- God is inherently loving.
- Every person is made in the image of God.
Knowing (and feeling) those things, then, is the basis upon which I operate my life. Because I identify as a Christian; a follower of the life of Jesus Christ.
I’m going to go right ahead and name/claim that many people have been hurt by many Christians, supposedly doing things in the name of Jesus Christ. But, because I also believe in the Trinity (God, Jesus and the Holy Spirit), I believe that Jesus was sent to earth as the human embodiment of love, and things done in the name of Jesus that aren’t loving aren’t Jesus.
And you know what is particularly unloving? Patriarchy.
Although there are plenty of chunks of the Bible (namely in the Old Testament) that would lead you to believe that men are The Most Important and women don’t matter much, I believe that humanity now has the privilege of operating under something called the new covenant. That we aren’t bound by the pain and the rules of the past, but that–because of Jesus–we are free in and to love. Free indeed.
Perhaps it is a bold statement to make, but I think it is fairly simple and obvious: patriarchy (or any other movement that gives a certain group of humans more power and more value than others) does not fall within God’s design for the universe. Because if we are all imago dei, none of us is anything less than that. We are all equally loved by God, regardless of our socioeconomic status, our skin colour, our biological sex.
I 100% believe that the God of the universe is a feminist, and thus I am called to feminism. Because in spite of all our foolish human behaviours, there is no person who has any less value than any other person. Ever. Regardless of who you are, what you’ve done, or what you will do, the God of the universe loves you equally and abundantly.
There are plenty of Christians who aren’t feminists, and plenty of feminists who aren’t Christians, but I have a real hard time separating the two things. And I think that is a good way to operate, as both my Christianity and my feminism are hugely important to the way that I treat others.
How do you work out the mess of living an intersectional life? I’d love to hear about it, regardless of whether or not those intersections involve faith or feminism.