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Tony Evans mansplains how to be a Christian woman
Reviewed in the United States on July 10, 2019
I'll just be blunt here: men writing books for women about how to be women is <em>absurd</em>.
Disagree? Okay, when is the last time you saw a book written by a woman for men about how to be a man? If a woman wrote a book about how a man can "Embrace [His] Purpose, Power, and Possibilities," would you want to read that for any reason other than to rubberneck a disaster?
And yes, I know the book is "co-written" by Tony Evans' daughter, Chrystal Evans Hurst. But she just provides vignettes from her life, most of which are about her father. I doubt her material accounts for even a quarter of the book. The bulk of the teaching and content in this book is Tony Evans' words.
Look, men, you already control the pulpits, the commentaries, the seminaries, the theologies, and, well, <em>the world</em>. Is it too much to ask that you leave instructions on how to be women to, y'know, actual women?
If the whole "men mansplaining to women how to be women" thing wasn't bad enough, the very first page of this book calls Virginia Woolf a "nineteenth-century author." Does Evans seriously not know what century Woolf is associated with? Has he not made enough money to hire a good editor by this point? (And I'm pretty sure that wasn't the only time I caught an author placed in the wrong century.)
It's all downhill from there. There's an entire chapter on how Christian women can be better housekeepers in which Evans advises women that if they're overwhelmed with the housework, they should hire someone to help. Because God forbid that a man help his wife around the home.
One of Chrystal's vignettes is about how she left her son with Evans in a cabin, and Evans went to a back room and didn't watch his grandson like he was supposed to, so the toddler went running out into traffic chasing cars. I kid you not, they try to turn this into a spiritual analogy.
I'm not one of those egalitarians who rates a complementarian book down just for being complementarian, but this book is just cringe-worthy with its ignorance about the actual lives of working women.
Do not recommend.