by Kelly Pelton (written 28 Aug 2021)
When you indulge in internet ridicule of your sisters who pastor, lead, and teach, savoring the satirical barbs, bad fruit whose evil root extends past the reach of ordinary measures to unearth, you join the religious elite leaders who persecute not only their sisters but Jesus Himself, whose cuts are bleeders from lashings both verbal and in writing by hoarders of power who subjugate half their membership, harming the weak based on the unalterable gender trait. "Why are you persecuting Me," He asks, His body in shreds of flesh, skin screaming in pain from scorn, derision, and shaming by those whose ambition has them dreaming of an expanding "ministry" empire, worldly in its worship of manly strength; their slanderous charge that women are more easily deceived is a whip-like length of cat o' nine tails on the Savior's back, excoriating with punitive talk the women who serve Him in ministry. The Lord's institutional church should balk at such poor treatment of Christ's family. We know you by your fruit, murderous Saul, your contempt that springs from misogyny, your ridicule of the weak and the small. You're convinced the end justifies your means, preserving your strong-ruling-weak worldview; your crucifixion of these women shows they walk in His footsteps as His choice few.