One of my childhood pastors was female.

As a teenager, some of my best mentors were female pastors.

I went to seminary for three years and earned an M.Div. (and many of my professors were ordained female clergywomen).

My home church as well as the regional Committee on Ministry discerned that I have a call to ordained ministry.

The General Minister and President of my denomination is a woman.

The congregation I serve unanimously called me to be their first female solo pastor.

I'm preparing to go to a second preaching conference just for young clergywomen - at the National Cathedral, nonetheless.

I have a phenomenal support network of "real life" female clergy friends, the RevGalBlogPals, and the Young Clergywomen Network.

I believe that God called me to the ministry of Word and Sacrament.

So how come, when a community member calls to challenge my role as an ordained pastor (asking repeatedly, "But where is it in the Bible where it says women can be ministers?"), do I end up in tears?

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