For the first time in my life, I have multiple Christian women in my life whom I can talk to and listen to, who are supportive partners in ministry, allies I can lean on, learn from, and trust to have my back. Some women challenge me to grow, and some allow me to challenge them.
The best thing is that my life has opened up to a whole variety of sisters—most in my local church—each of whom fills different needs in my heart to serve and be served, to laugh with and cry with, to work with and play with. No one woman could possibly fill all these needs, and I appreciate each of these women for the uniquely beautiful person she is.
It took me 50 years to get to this point, so I know what a rare blessing it is. For decades I lived out my faith as the Lone Rangerette, not trusting other women or respecting them nearly enough.
Relationships among Christian women in local churches can be surprisingly difficult to develop and maintain. And if the world didn’t do enough to conspire against us, evangelical Christianity has unwittingly sabotaged our chances with each well-intended teaching-emphasis-of-the-month that we took to its ungodly extreme. For example, (Read More)
