I work my butt off. I don’t cry, and I will never admit to crying. Yeah, I’ve got a temper, but everyone has one, right? And look at that weenie over there! I bet he has never done a good hard days work in his life!
Oh, and I have a Bible. And I go too church, although I miss a service here and there. My favourite Bible verse is: “Wives, submit to your own husbands, as to the Lord.” (Eph. 5:22) And I love those passages that rebuke effeminate men. Ugh. Gross. Christians aren’t like that, right? And feminists, they drive me crazy. Wasn’t feminism the original sin?
That pastor… He gets on my nerves. He keeps on telling the men to be gentle and self-controlled. What a sissy. Jesus flipped tables in the temple. That’s another one of my favorite Bible verses…
Every once in a while I have to lay down the law. Spare the rod, spoil the child, right? Wait, there are people in the church who are against corporal punishment? Just hold onto my beer for a moment while I express righteous indignation… Alright, where were we? Oh, and that beer I gave you. I have the Christian liberty to drink it. I really do.
Oh my goodness! What’s wrong with men in the church? How can they actually believe that Titus 2:4 applies today, teaching us that women ought to be home-makers! How archaic and traditional. There are men who spank their children? We need a law against that or something… Here hubby, hold my coffee while I express all the holy anger within me, with myself and my enraged sisterhood.
BTW. My hubby is a nice guy. I like quiet guys. My favorite verses is where Paul tells men to be gentle. Jesus was gentle. I hate the patriarchy. That pastor believes that the man is supposed to be the head of his house? Ugh. I can’t even… I just… can’t even… And those ladies in that church. Gross. Allowing themselves to be a doormat for a male dominant church government.
What? An older lady just rebuked me! How dare she! Probably controlled by her husband or something. Ugh. Patriarchy is so gross. How dare she tell me how to love my husband! How dare she!
As in every age, there are a huge hodge-podge of issues. No less in our age. There is male-chauvinism and feminism. There are men who are effeminate and women willing to be over run. The layers of radioactivity here could poison a man or a woman in full protective wear.
Usually the first place people go is to turn it into a theological discussion. If someone calls you a male-chauvinist show how it is her problem. Pull out that Bible verse that makes the other person repent. Or you can shift the hermeneutics (Biblical interpretation). Tell everybody that Titus 2:4 is bound by the culture. But of course, be prepared to say that Titus 2:6 is bound by the culture. Maybe home-making and self-control are both cultural phenomenon that was only commanded in the Bible days. Or maybe we can just say that the Apostle Paul was a male-chauvinist.
Ummm. If you believe the Bible has any integrity, no. What I appreciate about the Bible is that it speaks to everybody. This all comes from Titus 2:
- Older men: sober-minded, dignified, self-controlled, sound in faith, in love, and in steadfastness.
- Older women: reverent in behavior, not slanderers or slaves to much wine. They are to teach what is good, and so train the young women to love their husbands and children…
- Young women: self-controlled, pure, working at home, kind, and submissive to their own husbands, that the word of God may not be reviled.
- Young men: Self-control
- Last, but not least the pastor himself: teach what accords with sound doctrine. Show yourself in all respects to be a model of good works, and in your teaching show integrity, dignity, and sound speech that cannot be condemned, so that an opponent may be put to shame, having nothing evil to say about us.
- Everybody: For the grace of God has appeared, bringing salvation for all people.
These are no easy commands. This is boot-camp. This means that both masculinity and femininity at its inception begins by killing sin as God commands in His Word.
This is no longer some weird form of masculinity versus some weird form of femininity.
This changes everything.