Today’s post was written by Meleah Walton on her blog, Learning to Lean. In it, she discusses some of the unexpected places her hunt for God is taking her…
There’s always a challenge in life, isn’t there? If you’re a Christ-follower, the Spirit just will NOT let you stay the same person tomorrow as you are today.
My calling from God . . . it involves writing, whether it be my legal writing or my blog writing or whatever else God puts before me. I’m a justice kind of girl (I’m sure that’s no shock for you). What I’ve seen in my legal career (i.e., domestic violence, rape, etc.) and having been made aware over the past year or so of the prevalence of the sex slave industry, the Spirit has really stirred up a fire in my belly, so to speak. And, through some of my own experiences, I can relate at least on some level with these women who are systematically victimized.
I’ve discovered, personally, that I felt voiceless for many years, and still do to an extent. Sounds strange for a lawyer to say, doesn’t it? But it’s true, although AS A LAWYER, I have never felt voiceless. The voicelessness has come in my being a woman. My simply being born a female has been the basis for my feelings being ignored and my opinion and/or counsel disregarded over and over again. And the biggest culprits? Church doctrine and family. You know that whole “a wife is to be submissive to her husband” instruction given by Paul? They (by “they” I mean those adhering to this faulty doctrine, largely male adherents) have gleefully eaten it up. However, they have totally managed to gloss over and ignore the significance of the man’s role according to Paul, when he gave the flipside and admonished that “a husband is to love his wife AS CHRIST LOVES THE CHURCH, giving Himself up for her”. Really, what woman wouldn’t be submissive to a husband like that? Sadly what I’ve experienced and witnessed over & over again in the church is a flippant “baby, I love you” kind of love from our men, not a sacrificial love. It’s been a self-serving kind of love. And if you’re a woman in a church with this kind of doctrine who doesn’t want to be branded a trouble-making Jezebel, you better tow the line and keep your mouth shut. After all, you don’t have a penis, which is apparently the only real criteria for being part of the elite, superior club.
I’ve cycled through many emotions here and, now with the Spirit’s gentle guidance, I realize the faulty doctrine adherents haven’t known any better. Perhaps they should have, but ignorance is bliss, yes? They’ve been spoonfed and ingested this doctrine. Been groomed to believe and adhere to this “male superiority complex” from birth. I MUST tell you that my dear husband is coming around; he’s learning to look to Jesus for his cues rather than to other people.
Back to where I am in my calling. God has gifted me with a talent for writing (you may disagree with this, but please don’t burst my bubble; just quit reading my posts – lol). And He’s given me a love for women and showing them that God loves them and His grace covers over EVERYTHING, all their brokenness, all their screw-ups, all their bad decisions. How I love to see a woman empowered! To see her find that she is worthwhile! That’s how Jesus saw women back when He physically took on a man’s skin. HE GAVE THEM THEIR VOICES! Think back to the woman at the well (a Samaritan even!), the woman with the bleeding disorder (unclean!), and Mary Magdalene (whore!). Jesus tells us to look after the widow and the orphan, yes? Who is the widow anyway? In my humble opinion, she is the woman without a protector or provider – whether due to death or divorce or whatever. Jesus doesn’t tell us to use them or to abuse them to satisfy our own sick appetites. He tells us to love and protect them.
For those of you who don’t know, my law practice consists mainly of adoptions (DCFS & private agency, private individuals), guardianships (kids as well as disabled adults), and guardian ad litem court appointments (advocating on behalf of the child’s or disabled adult’s best interests). I am in my element here. And so very grateful God has given me this work. This is the easy part of my calling.
Recently, I stepped out of my comfort zone a bit and have signed on with an organization called Exodus Road as a blogger to get the word out about sex trafficking. ER trains & sends in covert teams to brothels and the like to expose sex slave operations, mostly in third world countries, but also in the U.S. and other major world players. I’m also getting involved soon with International Justice Mission. This organization is mostly focused on the plight of trafficked women and children here in the U.S.
The Spirit has really been working on me the last couple years, convincing He has plans to use me, though not in the ways I thought for so many years were my destiny. In obedience, I am to write about my own experiences, in whatever circumstances I have experienced them. God is always good even though He is not safe (thank you C.S. Lewis & Narnia). He’s already shown me glimpses of how my struggles and my faith walk encourages other women. My ongoing prayer is that the words I write will not harm, though they may sting and even hurt at times, that they will encourage those reading them and be a balm to their brokenness. And I know He will heal my hurts along the way as well .