Imagine the gray-haired, Southern Baptist, church goers shock and surprise if I stood up as a five year old and said, "Now, I don't know it yet, but one day, I will be somewhat of a liberal feminist." This is especially funny for me to think about as a recovering people-pleaser and natural rule follower. But, mysteriously, internally, something like this was forming from a very young age.
Now, I am not even sure I am a feminist, (I'm a bit afraid of the images that category will conjure up in people), or really that liberal - that is all relative I suppose. But I am convinced that the historical accounts of Jesus make him an advocate and even a revolutionary for woman's value, life, and rights. And I am saddened that the Christian church is more often seen as, and sometimes are truly contributers to, the opposite of that.
I suppose the five year old Lizzy could have added one more thing to her self-proclamation, "But don't worry, in the process of becoming a liberal feminist, I will also become, (or it will be because I am becoming), more and more enamored with Jesus."