Crack the book that Re-rewrites history
And grow new eyes to
As a girl I watched
The lines between human and not
Like the whip he used on your back
Your blood flowed and your screams
Choked my sense
Like a millstone
Around my neck
With each black face
Pushed to the dirt
They said you weren’t
Allowed to know
What letters meant
On a page
They came from all over— Bahrain, Turkey, Rome:
A little band of women
with hope all their own
To learn and to study,
To become stronger in their faith
To encourage one another
In the footsteps of the saints.
According to Genesis, the only cloud hanging over Eden was man without woman. "It is not good that the man should be alone, I will make him a helper as a partner" (Gen. 2:18, NRSV). What is the good or strong help that women offer?
Who was she in the Garden, there before The tree with cherubim and flaming Sword
Was guarded? What true thoughts, not culture's lore,
By grace, and yet by more: first fellowship's
Commune, did her mind hold, and her heart own?
Some say gender hierarchy is God’s perfect design—a pristine plan for women and men’s good and flourishing. They point to Genesis, arguing that God clearly intended patriarchy from the start. But the text tells a different story.