One of my original motivations for writing was to vindicate poor, misunderstood Paul who I was sure had a reason for warning women against teaching and authority over men. I wrote to encourage women to embrace their role, to accept their soul’s differences and to find joy in submission.
I expected to find some ontological difference, a difference in being, a difference grounded in nature making women’s souls irreversibly unique, a difference proving why we must not crave authority or demand control. For when women take charge, I would conclude, the natural order of things dissolves and chaos crashes into our homes and society.
This was my original thesis, but it was sieved out of my writing, not by editors, not by my agent, but by me. I stopped believing I had to defend Paul. And I stopped believing women are naturally unfit leaders.