“To be a man you must have honor . . .
honor and a penis”
~Shinnosuke Nohara
“The Brotherhood of the Groveling Allowance”
Shin chan
I often joke with my husband that he’s lucky he married a dude. I’m not your typical “girly-girl.” I don’t wear make-up and I’m not a big fan of heels or jewelry. A guaranteed hit for a gift for me is anything involving Star Wars. And for special occasions, like birthdays or our anniversary, my preferred dining experience is Buffalo Wild Wings. Generally speaking, not exactly what one thinks of when they think about wives.
The biggest challenge with gender roles (or, more appropriately, stereotypes) is that they can be very constricting. Often to the point of making it hard to be who we truly are. I’ve never fit well into the specified role of my gender, and even though I’m very happy to be a female there are a lot of ways in which I don’t match what is typically expected from people who have my gender assignment.
And the conditioning in regards to our roles starts at birth. When my daughter was born I was adamant about trying to dress her in gender neutral colors and avoiding the pastels that people associated with little girls. Good luck with that. It was incredibly hard to even find anything that wasn’t pink or pastel, whether it was clothes or Legos. And it’s not like it mattered anyway. By the time she was three, society had already made its mark. She was begging for Barbies and wearing dresses every day, despite my desperate attempts to fight the stereotype.
Occasionally you’ll hear about the child who tries to rise above it, like the Star Wars thermos girl, or the boy who wanted to dress as Daphne for Halloween. But even those stories only get press because the kid has been the object of ridicule or bullying for stepping outside of their assigned roles. I’m sure that because of this, fewer people are willing to admit their affinity for things that are not typical for someone sharing their genital ownership.
What does any of this have to do with spirituality? You’ve probably noticed that I try to avoid using the term God in most of my entries, leaning more towards terms like the Universe, Creator, Higher Power, Something Other, etc. Part of that is due to the loaded images that the term produces in the minds of most people, particularly those of us with a familiarity with Western traditions. While the idea of God is helpful for many people, for just as many of us the term God comes with a lot of baggage, not the least of which is the idea of a powerful grey-haired old man running the show.
The challenge, as I see it, is that we have a tendency to anthropomorphize everything, from animals to inanimate objects to our idea of deity. In some ways this can be helpful, because it creates a connection; a way to relate to something in a way that we understand. On the flip side, however, it can be very limiting. Just as our views of gender limit how we perceive ourselves and those around us, assigning a gender to a god (or even a goddess) limits that Being to only what we can imagine someone of that gender can or should do. Additionally, we lose some of the mystery when we only think of the divine in human terms. It’s so much more than that. I find that to throw out the idea of a gender for the Unknown we open it, and ourselves, to greater aspects of understanding.
God, the Universe, Something Greater, Divine- however we name it, what we can conceive of it falls so short of what is genuinely possible. We are restricted by our language and experiences, which cannot ever begin to fathom a Power that is so far beyond anything we know. We are already limited in our understanding of the Universe by the fact of our humanity and mortality. Assigning a gender to it, especially with all our preconceived notions of what that entails, only makes god smaller.
Look at your own imagining of the divine. Are there ways that you restrict your Something Greater by the terms that you use? In what ways have those ideas hindered your relationship with a power that is beyond what we know? Examine your image of a deity and see where it falls short. Open yourself to all the possibilities that go beyond what we know.


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April 14, 2011 at 5:18 pm
Christy
That’s a really good take on the way we define God through gender. I’ve always struggled with the concept that we’re created in God’s image but God is “male” and females are a lower species (according to conservative Christian thought). Until some half cracked theologian throws in the idea that the Holy Spirit represents God’s female side. I think it’s poor theology personally and only a shadow of what God is really like.
Actually, you raise a very interesting question, are gender roles as we know it a result of the fall? Obviously we were created equal but different, I look at my partnership with my husband and can see how when we work together we make a complete/ balanced person (still imperfect though).
Sorry half conceived early morning musings and the coffee hasn’t kicked in properly yet. I actually found you through the Cake Wrecks blog, you commented on the Dog Wrecks about your Masters in OT theology. I clicked on your name as I wanted to encourage you and found your blog. I have half a degree in theology, I burnt out after making some bad choices and having a misogynist for a theology head. 4 children later I’ve managed to complete a little bit more (including acing NT Greek after failing it twice and being pregnant with bub #3) and my husband is insistent that I go back and finish. BUT I struggle with the notion that no one listens to the stuff that comes out of my mouth so what’s the point in pursuing it. Anyway, it’s a good blog. It’s encouraging to know that I’m not a lone female in the realm of theology (I already knew that but I’ve not come across any blogs like yours).
April 14, 2011 at 8:55 pm
thesacredandtheprofane
Thank you for the insight and words of encouragement. I went to seminary to become a pastor- I like to say I thought I got the call and it ended up being a wrong number. But I still explore (and struggle) with spiritual and theological issues. This blog is my way of working through them. Writing helps me put all my thoughts in order and examine my beliefs or lack thereof.
I would agree with your hubby- keep going! We need more women in ministry. I wish the church had been more open to differing voices and views. I think there’s a need for leaders who are open to more than just what traditional dogma says is okay. I remember in college when I talked about going to seminary I had classmates that said, “I’m not really religious, but I’d go to your church!” There’s an alienation out there, and it can’t be bridged by repeating the same old same old. Too bad my candidacy committee didn’t feel the same way my classmates did.
Thanks for reading and sharing and entering into conversation with me. Hopefully you’ll come back and keep interacting.
And kudos on passing Greek. Holy crap. I’ve never worked so hard for a C in my whole life. Who knew I’d be proud just to pass a class?! Hebrew was way easier. Just sayin. Which is probably why I was Old Testament and not New. LOL
April 14, 2011 at 10:41 pm
Christy
I don’t think you got a “wrong number”. Too often I’ve heard minister after minister start out with strong sermons that really challenge, but it doesn’t take long for “dogma” and feel good theology to start dominating sermons once the patrons (aka wannabe employers) start complaining that the sermons aren’t “comfortable” enough. You have the opportunity here to speak your mind. To really wrestle with those things that we all wrestle with but generally put in the too hard basket. I’m right there with you, I don’t want the comfy answer, I want the truth. I want to wrestle with God until He touches my joint and I walk funny for the rest of my life!!
I read “It’s the End of the World….” and I don’t believe that faith is supposed to be comfortable. My mum suicided in 2009 after a long battle with a genetic disease that there was no treatment for. She was a Christian and I had prayed for healing for 16 years (half my life at the time) with no change. I was out shopping when I got the call that she had died (I’d just had an ultrasound to get my due date for bub #4). In the middle of this shop I started crying and a complete stranger came over (while everyone else ignored my weeping), asked me if I was alright, hugged me when I told her my news (meanwhile her 2 boys were running rampant in the store) and then went and bought me a large coffee. After her death I had ignorant but well meaning people feeding me guff like “She’s been healed in heaven”. That’s not an answer to my prayer and only left me feeling more frustrated and disillusioned. I have no answers as to why God let that happen to my mum despite my persistent 16 year long prayer, yet provided a soft spot for me to land when my world turned upside down. I can’t explain why you were fine in Tokyo while countless others have been affected but I do know that there are no easy answers to something like that and as contemporary Christians with a heart for those that don’t know God it should be our job to make that plainly clear. Anything else is a cop out in my opinion. When I first read that blog however, the first thing that came to mind was Isaiah 55:8-9
“For my thoughts are not your thoughts,
neither are your ways my ways,”
declares the LORD.
“As the heavens are higher than the earth,
so are my ways higher than your ways
and my thoughts than your thoughts.
I hope you don’t take that as my cop out or pat answer. I just figure that God is outside of our understanding. I believe that He grieves over the loss of life in Japan. I believe it broke His heart when a teenage mum in country NSW, Australia stabbed her baby to death with a pair a nail scissors. I don’t believe that He sits aloof from all of this, if He did there would be no point to Jesus. I believe that what happens in a hurt, broken and dying world breaks His heart more deeply then we can ever imagine. Paul talks about the earth groaning with labour pains. Our human perspective of things is so tiny and limited, we’re in the middle of a much much bigger picture I think.
As for passing Greek, it was the 3rd time around and I was determined to pass. I haven’t tackled Hebrew yet, but that looks scary to me. Maybe when the kids are a bit older and I have the brain space. Thanks for replying to me. It’s nice to have dialogue with someone, too often people either ignore me or shoot me down for having a differing opinion (or then ignore me when I prove my point and their error :p)
April 15, 2011 at 8:24 am
thesacredandtheprofane
Thank you for sharing and I am so sorry for your loss. And I agree- too often egos get involved and feelings get inflamed and the conversation often gets lost. Thanks for joining me.
Sometime I’ll have to share with you conversations I’ve had with “well-meaning people” regarding the death of my mom and the feeling of a God that was ignoring us in her suffering. People are really good at making things feel even more painful. I wish you peace and continued angels watching out for you during the grieving process.
April 24, 2011 at 9:07 pm
Drowsy Rebel
It’s interesting you mention egos. Well, I’m a Muslim, and I couldn’t agree more with your sentiments regarding God.
Hi, I found you through Memebase,and this is your first post that I’ve read.
I find the anthropomorphising of God (by atheists and theists alike) kinda irritating. God clearly has no gender and the concept of gender, and duality overall, is limited to creations, not the Creator. God is One (or Ahad, as we say in Arabic), if He is dependent on an other, or has a need for co-existence then how does He have the might to be the Supreme Being? (We use the maculine pronoun here in a neutral sense, and sometimes in the Qur’an God uses “We” which is Arabic to denote superiority)
Likewise the image of the old guy on a throne. That denotes weakness on so many different levels, and how can we believe in a weak Creator? It corrupts the overall concept.
I have had conflicts regarding God’s nature, and I still do. In Islam we have the Asma’ul Husna, or 99 Beautiful Names which we use to identify his attributes and nature. But merely knowing these does not give you a higher understanding, they have to be learned and supplicated to for spiritual enlightenment.
In fact, I have been recommended a book by Muslim philosopher and scholar Imam Al Ghazali (or Algazel, as is known in the Western World) that explains these names, and I look forward to being done with exams and reading it.
As for the concept that we are created in God’s image, this is a concept shared in Islam. However, I believed it was meant in a more metaphysical sense (sight rather than eyes, etc..) and ties in with the fact that us as humans are given Will. We have a Creator attribute in us as well, as well as Mercy and other Godly attributes.
In fact in regards to mercy, God is said to bestow his mercy more to the feminine nature. The man is wont to be just, or fair. But the female, especially the mother, is wont to be merciful. The divine name, The Merciful (Ar Rahman) is used to derive the Arabic word for womb (rahima). Like the womb, it is all accommodating and only grows bigger to accommodate he who needs it.
Sorry, don’t want this to sound preachy or promoting. It’s just what I know and what I can share in discussions like this.
God bless.
April 26, 2011 at 8:26 am
thesacredandtheprofane
Thank you for your insights! One of the hopes of the blog is to enter into dialogue with others and expand our view of what the Holy Other means. Your thoughts are profound and insightful.
Thanks again for sharing.
April 11, 2012 at 5:55 am
elysianhunter
Your take is refreshing- especially for a woman who (while a bit of a girly-girl,) is a hard core motorhead, former bass player and lead singer in a heavy metal band, and has spent over 20 years working in various technical aspects of the automotive industry.
Being a “thinker” type, faith is very challenging for me. I was raised very old school Roman Catholic (Mom converted to Catholicism when they were still doing Mass in Latin) but with Dad, Grandma and most of the rest of the family being Regular Baptist (think Southern Baptist but more conservative) growing up Catholic was way confusing. Especially in the 70′s and 80′s. The consistent message I heard from both sides was that hell is real- and I still believe it is- but in and through everything is the Savior, in Whom there is love and hope and rest for my soul, Whether I deserve it or not, which I certainly don’t. (Hence my attraction to confessional Lutheran theology, because one of the things very missing from my childhood was the concept of God’s grace. I learned about wrath and hellfire at an early age, but I’m still trying to wrap my head around- and celebrate- God’s grace.)
I gave up on things spiritual and tried to take the “scientific” view of the world when my first marriage fell apart. I gave myself to chronic and obsessive overwork to the point of exhaustion to escape the despair and the emptiness I saw in life without God. The Teacher (whether he be Solomon or not) of Ecclesiastes was right- all is vanity under the sun. I pursued it though professional gain, promiscuity, binge drinking, etc. I was ruthless, I was very good at what I did, and I spent a good deal of energy proving I was “better” than the guys. All those pursuits bought me was a laundry list of chronic health conditions and a cataclysmic fall into major depression.
I have to give God credit for lifting me out of that funk- once I had completely broke down and came to the realization that I am not the one in control. I have to be reminded of that often. I also have to be reminded that I don’t always have to be first or best and that it’s OK to occasionally turn off all the demands and just BE.
Here’s to the journey- being open to the love and grace of God and to learn and grow along the way.
April 11, 2012 at 6:09 am
blissflower1969
It sounds like you have had quite a faith journey! Thanks for stopping by, and I hope I can offer any insights into the process.