I have read only the first 5 pages of the book The Wolves of Andover by Kathleen Kent, and have immediately found a ribbon connecting 1649 to 2011.
The book starts in London, England, in 1649. I have chosen certain sentences to make my point.
London, England, 1649
Reverand Hastings spoke on marriage: “So man is to God, so must woman be to man. The contract of marrige is God-ordained and is like any other necessary, required, and enforceable contract.” To which Thomas replied: “It is the covenant of marriage, Reverend. Not a contract. You’re not tradin’ for livestock.”
“it is not for women to petition, missus. You should be home at your plates and bowls.” The minister of Parliament …..said with little patience, “I find it strange that women are now petitioning.”
The woman….said immodestly, “That which is strange is not of necessity unlawful.”
Catholics, Anabaptists, Quakers, Diggers, Fifth Monarchists – they all carried the same look of unreasoning, unbending fervor. He had seen her many times from a distance, offering promises of impossible equalities. As though titled men of property would simply, upon hearing her words, yield up their ancient, hard-won inheritances to landless yeomen or their widows. (women)
Fast forward to 2011
“Titled men made Lords by patriarchal churches will not simply yield up their ancient rights to entitlement to Christian women.” Shirley Taylor
This ribbon connects the belief of 1649 to 2011 and women still are not expected to speak up for equality. Churches still will not yield their cherished beliefs about male superiority simply because women say they should.
Don’t you see it? It is a thread to the olden days of time, and women in the 21st century are still bound by this thread.
Pastors are so cool, so modern, so 21st century. But when they deny Christian women their equality, they are responding to a culture that is so outdated, and so antiquated. They fail to see that they are falling into the same mindset against women that has plagued women for years. They don’t even see the remnant rags hanging down their heads.
God help us!