The relationship between my feminism and my faith is symbiotic and interchangeable, one feeding the other with questions and ideas, the other responding with theories and practices. But really, I don’t believe they can be weighed. As I said earlier, it’s a false equivalency that reduces me to an impossible binary. I don’t have to be a “Christian feminist” anymore than I have to call myself a feminist who happens to be a Christian.
Here is the body I’ve been refusing to hide. The urge is there. I am often embarrassed by what you see in this picture. There are so many times I look at those thighs, that belly, and those arms and I think, “How dare you force your largeness on the rest of the world.” Isn’t that fucking nuts? So, I have my pity party, then I move on. In a way. In my own way.
Women in leadership, like millennials, are a sign of successful companies. Of the participating organization, those in the top 20% financially had almost twice as many women in leadership roles, as well as more high-potential women holding those roles.