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These Reformation Heroes Were Glossed Over by History – Pam Durso

These Reformation Heroes Were Glossed Over by History | Pam Durso, Reformation, Women in Ministry, Marie Dentière, Martin Luther

Marie Dentière was one of the many women, mostly privileged women born to families of wealth and nobility, who dared to proclaim publicly their commitment to reform teachings, Durso writes.

Churches around the globe paused earlier this week and remembered the courage of a man named Martin – and rightfully so.

Martin Luther’s challenge of the Catholic Church on Oct. 31, 1517, reshaped the 16th-century Christian landscape, and it continues to influence Christian life in the 21st century.

Soon, other voices joined Luther’s call for reform. We are familiar with many of those names: John Calvin, Ulrich Zwingli, John Knox.

Yet there are names we don’t know. Women’s names.

Women were active in this new movement. They spoke out, some even dared to preach. Others wrote letters, poetry and books; still others were financial underwriters of the movement.

Yet the names of these women did not make it into history books. Their stories have not been widely told. Their voices were often silenced during their lifetimes, and their voices have been silenced by history.

Among these women was Marie Dentière (c. 1495-1561).

Born to a French noble family, as a young teenager Marie entered an Augustinian convent. She eventually rose to the rank of abbess.

In the 1520s, Marie embraced Reformation teachings and was forced to leave her convent. She fled to Strasbourg, married a former Catholic priest, joined with him in working for reform and eventually moved to Geneva.

Among Marie’s strongest convictions was her belief that every person should have the opportunity to read God’s word. She believed that women and men were equally qualified and entitled to interpret Scripture and practice their faith.

In the 1530s, Marie began writing, first publishing an anonymous pamphlet about God’s intentions for reform in Geneva and later writing a book on the history of reform work in her city.

Marie also began speaking out, talking with people on the street corners and in public taverns and “preaching” to the crowds that gathered.

In 1539, Marie wrote a letter to fellow Reformation sympathizer, Marguerite, Queen of Navarre, in which she pushed beyond the teachings of Luther and Calvin, calling for equality for women.

Several of Marie’s writings appeared in Jane Dempsey Douglass’ book, “Women, Freedom and Calvin,” published in 1985 by The Westminster Press.

Marie wrote, “If God then gives graces to some good women, revealing to them by his Holy Scriptures something holy and good, will they not dare to write, speak or declare it one to another? … Ah! It would be too audacious to wish to stop them from doing it. As for us, it would be too foolish to hide the talent which God has given us.”

Marie’s letter also included these words: “Although it is not permitted to us [women] to preach in public assemblies and churches, it is nonetheless not forbidden to write and admonish one another in all love. Not only for you, my Lady, have I wished to write this letter, but also to give courage to other women held in captivity, in order that they may not all fear being exiled from their country, relatives and friends, like myself, for the word of God … that they may from now on not be tormented and afflicted in themselves but rather rejoicing, consoled and excited to follow the truth, which is the gospel of Jesus Christ. … This is the principle cause, my Lady, which moved me to write you, hoping in God that in the future women will not be so much despised as in the past.”

The letter was published in Geneva and caused quite a scandal. The printer of the letter was arrested, and Marie’s books and writings were confiscated.

She was accused of “meddling with preaching and perverting people of devotion,” and as a result, Marie’s voice was silenced. Her name is known today only by a few.

Marie was one of the many women, mostly privileged women born to families of wealth and nobility, who dared to proclaim publicly their commitment to reform teachings.

Many of these women were reprimanded by male reformers. Some were persecuted, some burned at the stake. Their names certainly deserve to be remembered. They should not be a footnote in history.

I can’t help but wonder if their voices made a difference. Did the influence of these women result in freedom, equality, opportunity? Did women gain any ground as a result of the Reformation?

Most scholars agree that the Reformation did not instigate any drastic changes in gender roles and expectations. Protestant women did not gain freedom in their homes, society and certainly not in the church.

Women continued to be excluded from the priesthood. They were not given official leadership positions in the church. And yet the Reformation brought freedom or at least the possibility of freedom to women.

Many women embraced Luther’s principles of “sola scriptura” and the priesthood of all believers and believed wholeheartedly that these teachings meant that they too were included in the mission of the church.

They believed that spiritual equality was possible, and they used the avenues available to them to share their convictions, to spread the liberating message of the gospel.

Their names are not remembered. Their voices have been silenced. But in this anniversary year of the Protestant Reformation, let us not also be guilty of forgetting these women.

Pam Durso is executive director of Baptist Women in Ministry (BWIM) in Atlanta, Georgia. A version of this article first appeared on Durso’s BWIM blog. It is used with permission.

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Pulling On My Genes – The Daily Cup

Pulling On My Genes
By Anonymous on Oct 04, 2016 09:26 pm

In our Epistle lesson this past Sunday, the Second Letter from Paul to Timothy, the writer commended Timothy for a faith “that lived first in your grandmother Lois and your mother Eunice and now, I am sure, lives in you.” So I’ve been reflecting on my own faith-genes.

My father was of uber-German heritage, and the Bachschmids were Lutheran as far back as I can see. His grandfather’s people came from a small Bavarian town in a region that was almost entirely Roman Catholic. I’ve often wondered how they happened to be so different from the rest of the region. When Rich and I walked through that town several years ago, we just happened on a sign, “Martin-Luther-Platz.” My people! Unfortunately, the church was not open to explore and learn more. But my father, one of 11 children in a family that knew hardship, had an unshakeable, generous, bold faith with deep roots. His unconditional love for me—often sorely tested—was my lesson in how God loves us.

My Hoosier mother was raised in the Disciples of Christ church but joined a Lutheran choir where she met my dad. They both became pillars of this D.C. church. I thought all families prayed and sang and worshipped as much as ours; I didn’t appreciate this blessing until much later. Mom always seemed to have someone under her wing who needed mending. In her final days, as she was dying, one of her last sentences was “I belong to the Church of Good Housekeeping.” While I laughed at the time, I’ve come to see that her life centered on the value of tending, loving and nourishing the faith of her family and her community. She was a good housekeeper, indeed.

My brother, my only sibling, carries the determined faith of our parents. In his mid-sixties, Ed started seminary studies and is now a vocational deacon in the Diocese of Virginia, serving his parish and two senior living facilities. He waited his whole life to finally fulfill his calling. He has never been happier. And it’s not surprising that I married a man from another church-pillar family that included several clergymen. It’s humbling that I have so much to live up to.

So why do I tell you this? I believe it is important to feed our faith memories, to remind ourselves of the shoulders on which we stand. I’m hoping that you might do this, too. And it’s not just our family of origin whose beliefs, passions and even doubts feed us. For me, it’s also my church family. I draw on the witness of Mary and Sam, on Carol, Stan and Linda. And many more. I cannot imagine what I might offer others if all I had to give was me.

We are, each of us, a mini-communion of saints. We have the faith of all who went before us beating in our veins, in our heart. Listen to it, giving us strength and courage. Times are difficult, but we are not alone.

“I give thanks to my God for every remembrance of you.”Phillipians 1.

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