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Jan
23
2012

Sermon Revisited: Quietly Follow

On this date (23 January), in 1849, Elizabeth Blackwell became the first woman to graduate from a medical school in the United States.  Born in Bristol, England, in 1821, she and her family moved to New York and then to Ohio in 1832.

The Blackwells were active Quakers and supported the anti-slavery movement and the women’s rights movement with great fervor.  Elizabeth was the third of nine children; and even though the family had some means, her father was only able to afford sending her brothers to school.  He did, however, provide for Elizabeth’s education at home.  In her autobiography (1895), Dr. Blackwell wrote that she was initially repelled by the thought of studying medicine:  “I hated everything connected with the body, and could not bear the sight of a medical book… My favourite studies were history and metaphysics, and the very thought of dwelling on the physical structure of the body and its various ailments filled me with disgust.”  Initially, then, she pursued a career in teaching.

Dr. Blackwell claimed that she began her pursuit of medical studies after a close friend who was dying suggested she would have been spared her worst suffering if her physician had been a woman.  Of course, medical schools were not open to women at that time.  Undaunted, she studied medicine in the personal librarys’ of physician friends in order to be better prepared for medical school.  She applied to all the schools in New York and Philadelphia and at least a dozen more in New England.

1n 1847, Geneva Medical College in western New York accepted her application for matriculation; sort of.  They placed her placement to a vote of the student body and required a 100% favorable retrun.  The students, thinking it a hoax, “played along” and promised her “gentlemanly treatment.”  Their bluff was called, she was admitted and graduated.  In 1853, she returned to London and in 1858, under a similar twist of fate, became the first woman to be listed on the General Medical Council’s medical register.   The Medical Act of 1858, while not specifically recognizing women doctors, did require recognition of medical doctors trained at foreign institutions.  Ha-za!

Dr. Elizabeth Blackwell US postage stamp

Dr. Blackwell trained many nurses during the American Civil War and, along with her sister, Dr. Emily Blackwell, opened the New York Infirmary for Women and Children and a medical college for women.  In addition to providing medical training for women, they provided medical care for the poor.

The gospel pericope for yesterday (Sunday, 22 Jan), Mark 1:14-20,  reports Jesus’ calling of two sets of two brothers; and those fisher folk left their nets, the hired hands and their father and followed Jesus.  Part of what is so curious to me about the story is that it comes so early in the Gospel of Mark.  Very little has actually been written about Jesus at this point in the 16-chapter tale; even less has been said or done by him.  As yet, no miracles or exorcisms.  Very little recorded preaching; just a short sermon:  “the time is fulfilled, and the kingdom of God has come near; repent, and believe in the good news.”  Inspiring, but enough to leave your entire life and career and follow an itinerant rabbi?  How about a miracle or two, first?  It’s OK if the sky doesn’t open up, but how about a nicely placed ray of sunshine?  There’s none of that in the text; they don’t even ask any questions—they just follow Jesus.
I’m taken by many elements of Dr. Blackwell’s story, too.  The road was not easy for her—they all thought her matriculation a joke.  But still, she pursued her studies and her career.  The journey was not easy for those disciples, either.  Jesus and they will be executed or exiled.  But neither Dr. Blackwell nor the disciples report having a major moment of transformation—no miracles, no voice from heaven, no flashy pizazz.  They simply pursued their call.
There may, however, be a clue in the short sermon from Jesus.  He says that “the kingdom of God has come near.”  The original hearers of this Gospel would have heard a subtle, subversive message in this proclamation.  They would have known it as counter-cultural affirmation:  they lived in the kingdom (empire) of Rome and they know who they are in this arrangement.  Just as Dr. Blackwell understood that women did not study medicine in the nineteenth century.  But she did and the disciples gave themselves to a different vision of how to order the world—the kingdom of God, not of Caesar or Herod.
Our call is as simple and as complicated as seeing beyond our current injustice to the Beloved Community of God—and believing that we have a part to play in its emergence.  It’s a matter of training our eyes to see how it is now and how it yearns to be.  It’s a matter of training our hearts and minds to be audacious enough to see our role, especially in the quite living of our lives.  The following poem from Dr. Rachel Naomi Remen (alt) was used yesterday as our Prayer of Confession to help steady and guide us in the pursuit of “following.”
May I escape the shame, inadequacy, self-judgment and self-doubt and embrace what my training has taught me.  May I trust that my love is as needed as my knowledge.  May I remember in me the limitations of humankind.  May I be open to know my darkness and be true to what light I have.  May I be used as a blessing and a friend to life.  Amen.

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Shannon Michael Pater

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