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I was in the University bookstore a few weeks ago when a saw a flyer for "The Vagina Monologues," a play by Eve Ensler. It may or may not have something useful to add; I don't know because I haven't seen it. What struck me was a statement at the bottom saying something like, "Working Together to End Violence Against Women." There's something I can get behind, I reasoned. It might just be a tame hook to get you on the same page with their other issues, but I give them the benefit of the doubt. A couple of weeks later, I saw a commercial for something about the play on the Lifetime network that ended with the same line. The only thing I can say about it is that it's very sad that a commercial like this has to be run. I'm not a feminist. I'll probably never be one. Save your male-bashing, thinly veiled Marxism. Wendy McElroy has had some good columns over at foxnews.com from an "i-feminist" perspective (not anti-male, not liberal), so the movement doesn't have to be the way I described.

But there's something here. These poor feminists are fighting at the margins, trying desperately to hammer into males the basic concept that sexual consent is important, when the core issue goes unresolved, the solution unnoticed.

The problem is an identity crisis for men and women. The reality is that every man and woman was created by God, and as such, He has ascribed value to them. The best that could be said of any person is that they are loved by God. How do we esteem others if we do not esteem ourselves? The foundation of human rights is God's love for those He created. A great many people conduct their sexual lives without this foundational truth.

Sadder still, American culture has for centuries misinterpreted the Scriptural witness in regard to headship, and put forth a mysogynist, twisted vision of reality. And the church let it happen. No wonder that feminism views the church as the problem!

As always, the Gospel of Christ is the solution, not only for personal salvation, but for every part of us and this creation. Later, I'd like to detail exactly what is wrong with American culture's vision of gender roles, and how to apply Scripture rightly, or at least as well as I've been taught. One cannot make bold statements like these and just leave it there.

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