Where were the women? I grew up in the Presbyterian Church, and it wasnât until I was in my late teens that I ever saw a woman offer a prayer in church. That was when they hired a woman with a Masters of Divinity to be an Associate Pastor in charge of Christian Education, meaning they had hired another woman to be in charge of Sunday School and this one had a higher degree. I, very early on in my Sunday School career used to ask, why canât women pray in front of the church? Why canât women give the sermon? Why is the only place girls are allowed to be in the front of the church, the choir loft? Why do we only mention Mary at Christmas? Why was Eve bad and not Adam? Why is it all right for Mary to be an unwed mother but not me? My Sunday School teachers loved me.
The answer for prayer was that you can pray anywhere you are because itâs your conversation with God–but I would ask if that is true, then why arenât we allowed up front? No one ever had a good answer for that. Continue reading “Where Were the Women? by Kat Robb”

