- Paperback: 152 pages
- Publisher: HIS Publishing Group (June 1, 2015)
- Language: English
- ISBN-10: 0578165058
- ISBN-13: 978-0578165059
- Product Dimensions: 6 x 0.3 x 9 inches
- Shipping Weight: 12.6 ounces (View shipping rates and policies)
- Average Customer Review: 28 customer reviews
- Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #1,584,121 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)
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In her early chapters Roese appeals to readers to realize that godly Christian women come in more than one package color. Her use of colors almost seems to contradict her premise though.
But then I kept reading, making a deliberate effort to look beyond what is arguably an awkward extended metaphor and to listen to the heart of what the author is saying. It was only then that I unearthed the pithy nuggets of truth presented in this book.
Dr. Roese’s personal stories allowed me to watch her develop from a timid, corn planting farmer’s daughter, to a quiet seminary wife to a confident woman, sure of her own worth and calling. As she develops spiritually and intellectually, so does her message and her awareness of what is crippling the churches’ efforts to share the gospel with the lost.
Nowhere is her message more compelling than in the analogy that opens Chapter Six:
Our family spent summers going to Gilbert Lake, a small lake about fifteen minutes from our house. Though there were several lifeguard stations, only one had a certain whistle. That whistle was blown to alert everyone that someone had gone under the water and not come back up. When we heard that whistle, everyone present lined up along the shore, linked arms and started dredging the lake. The hope was that one of us would bump into the person who had gone under in time to save his or her life. Can you imagine the person under water looking at the line and saying something like, “Man, I can’t have that black guy save me!” or “I can’t have a woman save me!”? Absurd, right? And can you imagine if someone on the shore refused to link arms with people because they weren’t the right age, color, shape, religious belief, or gender? Again, absurd. Because then there’d be a gap in the link, and that gap maybe very well be where the person lay under water—dying. I picture a guy under water screaming, “Hurry! Link up! Someone, anyone, find me!” Figuratively speaking, a whole lot of people have sunk under the water, dying little deaths and big deaths all over the place. Did you know there are 160 million street children and 300 million child laborers? Did you know the sex industry is a 97.06 billion dollar worldwide business and that there are more strip clubs in the United States than any other nation? Did you know seven young people from the class of 2007 in my suburban city have either committed suicide, overdosed or been killed in a car accident? Did you know some of my relatives are drowning under water? Some of yours are too. There are people outside and inside our churches drowning. Those people can’t afford for us Christians to stand on the shore fighting or dredging the lake with gaps in the line because we’re too busy arguing over who gets to do what. As Dorothy Sayers wrote, when it comes to doing life-‐ and soul-‐saving work in the kingdom of God: “As we cannot afford to squander our natural resources of minerals, food, and beauty, so we cannot afford to discard any human resources of brains, skills, and initiative even though it is women who possess them”(117).
Chapter Nine felt like sitting down for coffee with a very wise mentor. Here Dr. Roese reminds readers what God is doing in the world and how we can best cooperate with Him. “What we have going on in our churches and around the globe is not a women’s issue; it’s a human issue. It’s not an issue about women’s equality. Jesus didn’t die so we could be equal. Jesus died for something bigger than that. Equality means I’ve got my rights, and you’ve got yours, and so we’re good with each other. Do you hear how we can simply tolerate rather than integrate? Instead, God created man and woman (community) to live in shalom. Whenever and where shalom is broken, we hear the cry of our Savior, “I’m offended.” That’s bigger than equality. It may include equality, but it doesn’t rest there. Interdependent. Intertwined. Embracing otherness, as we become one (174).
Dr. Roese wraps up her book by advising us how to lay down our anger at injustice so that we can better affect our churches in world changing ways. Her sage, practical counsel was the highlight of the book for me. It made me glad I kept persevering past my initial misunderstanding of the color lime green.
There is a very definite line of separation in this story that is marked by Jackie's preaching from the pulpit. In the chapters of her "Prepreach" you saw the makings of this extraordinary young woman. Childhood hardship taught her a work ethic that would sustain her through life's hardship's that are yet ongoing. She was a breath of fresh air as she and her husband rolled into Seminary. I still smile thinking of those experiences. How she managed the priorities of lifein those years, not as a check list but as a circle with God at the center allowing the needs of those in her life to flow accordingly. Her passion for Jesus built a sustaining prayer life.
When that inevitable day came that she stood before her congregation to preach it was her words to her daughter that touched me most when she whispered, "I am doing this for you." The events that followed this experience grieved me greatly to see the body of believers move in polar directions on the issue of a woman in the pulpit. God must weep for the shallowness of the Church.
I am searching the Scripture for myself on this debate to more fully understand and I am so thankful that I was blessed to read "Lime Green" early in my journey.