When I think of Malala Yousafzai I am reminded how much we need feminists.
Feminists in the US made it possible for women to vote, earn a fair income, and own a home or a business. Feminists in India are working to end rampant rape, and feminists in Pakistan like Malala are making it possible for little girls to go to school. And the list goes on.
When I think of Miley Cyrus I am reminded how much we need Christian feminists.
Bear with me for a minute while I try to explain the distinction.
Have you ever noticed how Let it Go, the Oscar-nominated hit song from Disney’s Frozen, could double as Miley Cyrus’s theme song?
(Which, before I say anything else, I have to admit that I love!)
It’s been about a week since Richard Sherman’s now infamous post-game interview. Now that I’ve had some time to think about it, I thought I’d share what about it concerns me the most.
Before we get to that, I’ll make a few comments about what doesn’t concern me. I’m not concerned that a professional football player said mean things about another professional football player. I’m not really that concerned that a grown man made a fool of himself on TV. I’m not really concerned that my kids will be tempted to emulate his foolishness in their own games. Basically, I’m not concerned about Sherman at all
But I am concerned with what we learn about ourselves from our reaction.
Earlier this week I finally watched the WestJet Christmas Miracle–a delightful video that has been bouncing around the internet all week. It’s the one where an airline surprises its customers with free Christmas presents while they wait for their bags after a flight (it’s such a fun watch–take the 5 minutes!).
I couldn’t help smiling–generosity is contagious, you can feel its power even through the short clip. I went home and showed my kids; while they had to watch it twice before they understood, once they did we were all giggling. I found myself marveling at how this little airline had so wondrously captured the spirit of Christmas.
But had they really?
Before we get too far into the annual “Merry Christmas vs Happy Holiday” debate, I thought I’d raise a point for consideration.
I think there’s a good chance that Paul (author of much of the New Testament) would greet as many people with “Happy Holidays!” as he would with “Merry Christmas!”
“Why??” you ask, what conceivable reason could I have for saying something so potentially scandalous? Simply put, to the best of my understanding, because this is what Paul told us:
“Though I am free…I have made myself a slave to everyone…To the Jews I became like a Jew, to win the Jews. To those under the law I became like one under the law (though I myself am not under the law), so as to win those under the law. To those not having the law I became like one not having the law (though I am not free from God’s law but am under Christ’s law), so as to win those not having the law. To the weak I became weak, to win the weak. I have become all things to all people so that by all possible means I might save some.”
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I believe that husbands are called to do more than lead.
I believe a husband bears a greater burden than the weight of responsibility.
I believe my role as a husband is greater than authority: I’m called to do more than make decisions, lead from the front, and ensure spiritual growth.
I believe I am called to love my wife.
I also believe we’ve inadvertently placed the em-PHA-sis on the wrong syl-La-ble. I believe many of us emphasize LEADING over LOVING. The chief difference between the two? A focus on leading is easy to (inadvertently) twist into a focus on me, but it’s almost impossible to similarly twist self-sacrificial love. And so I’m writingthis post, not for those who agree with me, but for those who disagree. I’m writing to all my close friends, family members, and Continue reading
I doubt that you’ve noticed, but a bunch of your moms and their friends have been reading this recent post (which I liked) about teenage girls posting sexual selfies on Facebook. It’s created quite the stir online (here’s a valuable response, which I also liked) but since it didn’t break into ESPN’s Top 10 or interrupt Call of Duty, I bet that you’ve missed all the excitement.
It seems like this summer brought us an upsurge of attention to topics like modesty and physical purity. And, while I think it’s great that a lot of people are talking about what girls should wear or post online, it still seems like we’re missing something. So here’s why I’m writing specifically to you. It seems like we’re missing half of the conversation.
I don’t lock my car doors when a black person walks by at night (like many of my friends do).
But I know that I don’t.
The thought rarely crosses my mind when the person walking by is white.
I’ve been choosing where to go to church for over 15 years, but I’ve never been a member of a church that had more blacks than whites. I’ve never even visited a “black church” with the intention of possibly joining. I can choose where I want to live, but I’ve never lived in a neighborhood, or apartment complex, that was primarily African American. Aside from my tenure at UPS, I’ve never worked at a place where I was the minority. Of even greater significance, I’ve never even applied to work where I’d be in the minority.