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Sunday, May 8, 2016

Mother's Day Talk - Women in Church History

I was asked to give a talk in church today (Mother's day) and I thought I'd share the text of the talk here. I love history and have been quite interested in Mormon history, particularly Mormon women's history, for awhile now and so this was such a great topic for me. The only sad part was that I had to cut so many of the women I would have loved to have talked about. 

The Strength of Women in Church History

I am deeply honored to have been asked to speak today and hope to do the topic justice.
I was asked to speak on the strength of women with a particular focus on the women of early church history.

Emma
The most famous of our early Mormon women is Emma Smith (1804-1879), the first wife of Joseph Smith, who was known for her compassion, healing touch, and selfless service. Called an “elect lady,” she compiled our first hymnbook and was chosen as the first Relief Society president in 1842. At the first meeting of the newly organized women’s society, Emma stressed the women’s intention to make a difference, saying: “We are going to do something extraordinary…we expect extraordinary occasions and pressing calls.”[1]

But less remembered is that when Joseph was killed she was barely four months into her 8th pregnancy and that she would give birth to her last child—David Hyrum Smith—five months after her husband’s death and that she would ultimately outlive all but four of her eleven children.
And instead of moving west to Utah with the majority of the Saints, Emma remained in Nauvoo to care for her frail mother-in-law, Lucy Mack Smith, who had lost her husband and four sons in quick succession over a four year period. Like Ruth, Emma would not leave her mother-in-law’s side and cared for her until Lucy passed away in May of 1856. Emma remarried a man named Lewis C. Bidamon and lived another twenty years, passing away in Nauvoo on April 30, 1879.[2]



Eliza
Equally well-known among Mormon women is Eliza R. Snow (1804-1887), sister of Lorenzo Snow and polygamous wife to both Joseph Smith and Brigham Young. With Emma, Eliza served in the leadership of the first Relief Society organization as its secretary and was later named the second general Relief Society president when it was re-organized in Utah.  A well-known poet and prolific writer, Eliza was a leading Mormon intellectual of her day and often called a Prophetess by her contemporaries. She wielded considered power and commanded the respect of many.

Recent scholarship from Dr. Andrea Radke-Moss, a historian at BYU-Idaho, has unearthed new sources that verify that the then 34-year-old Eliza was gang raped by a mob of men during the so-called Missouri War in 1838. The brutal attack rendered her incapable of having children.[3] Given that statistically 1 in 5 women in America today will experience sexual assault, Dr. Moss stresses the significance of sharing Eliza’s story: "She [Eliza] unsilences the silenced. And yet, her victimhood does not and will not define her, but this new knowledge has the potential to bring hope and healing to other victims of sexual violence among our church membership and others, for whom Eliza provides an emulative model of strength, hope, faith, and resilience.”[4]

Despite Eliza’s traumatic past, she did not let this define her or diminish her considerable talents as a spiritual, political, and artistic leader. Her legacy lives on in the form of her poetry, ten of which can still be found in our hymn book including my personal favorite, hymn 292, “O My Father.” Written in 1845 and based on Joseph Smith’s teachings, the poem so beautifully invokes the image of our Heavenly Mother and was a much beloved and popular hymn in the early church. Wilford Woodruff went so far as to call it revelation.[5]

Jane
But what of the other Mormon women, the ones not as well remembered as Emma and Eliza? Well, there was Jane Manning James (1822-1908), born a free black in Connecticut in 1822 and one of the first African-American converts. Joining the church in its early days was an act of courage and even more so for a black woman so disenfranchised by her race and sex in a world decidedly prejudiced against her. Jane and her family walked over 800 miles to join the main body of Saints in Nauvoo because they were denied passage on a boat with their fellow converts. Jane recorded: “We walked until our shoes were worn out, and our feet became sore and cracked open and bled until you could see the whole print of our feet with blood on the ground. We stopped and united in prayer to the Lord, we asked God the Eternal Father to heal our feet and our prayers were answered and our feet were healed forthwith.”[6]   

Finally arriving in Nauvoo, her family was immediately welcomed by the Prophet and Jane was invited to live with Joseph and Emma where she remained for several months.  She married, bore eight children, and again traveled many miles on foot to settle in Salt Lake with the other pioneers. But all was not well in Zion for Jane. She desperately desired to receive her temple endowments but was denied access because of the priesthood ban. Over the course of 20 years, Jane would write many persistent and impassioned letters and met with several apostles and church presidents to request entrance into the temple. All were denied. “But,” she said, she would “wait in patience on her Heavenly Father.”[7] When the ban was finally lifted many years after her death, Jane’s work was among the first to be performed via proxy.[8]

Patty
We could talk of Patty Bartlett Sessions (1795-1892), eighteen and newly married, and how she was unexpectedly called to assist with a neighbor’s difficult birth in her southwest Maine town. With no preparation and little training, Patty fearlessly went where she was called and successfully delivered her first child. Four months later, Patty was called to the bedside of another woman in labor and thus a midwife was born. Though Patty herself would tragically lose five of her eight children before they reached adulthood, she reportedly delivered 3,997 babies, the most well-known and respected Mormon midwife.

In 1833, Patty was introduced to Mormonism and like midwifery, her conversion was almost instinctual. According to one of her children, “As soon as my Mother he[a]rd she believed.”[9] Patty’s detailed journal is one of the best extant records of the overland journey that we have and it provides invaluable details about the trek, frontier life, and early church history. In her last years, Patty settled in Bountiful, Utah near her remaining children and dedicated the Patty Sessions Academy, a school where poor children in the area were admitted without cost. She died in Bountiful in 1892 at age 97, survived by two sons, 33 grandchildren, 137 great-grandchildren, and 22 great-great-grandchildren.

Emmeline
We should also remember Emmeline B. Wells (1828-1921), an educator and suffragette who would serve for numerous years in the general Relief Society presidency and as the chief editor of the Woman’s Exponent, a semi-monthly periodical where she tirelessly promoted the rights of women. She wrote: “I believe in women, especially thinking women”…”I have desired with all my heart to do those things that would advance women in moral and spiritual as well as educational work and tend to the rolling on of the work of God upon the earth.”[10]

Numbered among her personal friends were both Elizabeth Cady Stanton and Susan B. Anthony with whom she interacted frequently as Utah’s representative at the National Woman Suffrage Association and the International Councils of Women. She met with congressmen and even presidents. She was instrumental in winning Utah women the right to vote, which they were given in 1896 when Utah was granted statehood. In 1910, at the age of 82, she was called to be the RS general president where she served for 11 years and oversaw an extensive welfare program and administered services to those in need of help from the ravages of World War I. And it is to her that we credit the RS motto: “Charity never faileth.”

Martha
But perhaps one of my favorites was Martha Hughes Cannon (1857-1932) who, in 1896, ran for a seat on the Utah state senate against her OWN husband and won, becoming the first female state senator in US history. A trained doctor with degrees from the University of Michigan and University of Pennsylvania, Martha used her time in office to crusade for better public health, spearheading funding for speech- and hearing-impaired students, establishing the state board of health, and enacting laws regulating working conditions for women and girls. Not daunted by the demands of her professional life, Martha gave birth to her third child during her second term in office.[11]

Inez and Jennie
And finally, we have the example of Inez Knight (1876-1937) and Jennie Brimhall (1875-1957)[12], the first sister missionaries of the Church. Although as many as 200 sisters had served in missionary capacities as teachers and genealogists or as companions to their husbands, Inez and Jennie were the first officially called and set apart as proselyting lady missionaries in Great Britain.[13] The childhood friends (and future sisters-in-law) had originally intended to visit England on an extended holiday, but when the European mission president specifically requested female missionaries, Inez and Jennie were asked to extend their visit and serve. They agreed and were set apart in Provo, Utah on 1 April 1898 and arrived in Liverpool on April 22. Jennie served six months before returning home due to poor health while Inez served a full two years.  

Calling herself an ambassador for Christ, Inez wrote of the persecution she encountered in Bristol but assured her friends in Utah (April 1899) that: “The Lord is abundantly blessing us in our labors, and although we do not always have clear sailing and have even been forced to seek protection from mob violence in a police station, receiving the slurs of the mob and even spat upon by the enemy, together with rocks and sticks from their hands, yet we rejoice in the work. We do not find it hard to say, 'Father forgive them for they know not what they do,' for truly it is the ignorant who persecute us most. The Lord has said we must love Him with all our might, mind, and strength and to do this, means to be willing to sacrifice all things, and work faithfully for the upbuilding of His kingdom.”[14]

The European mission president later said: “Whenever I had the pleasure of listening to one of them bear testimony to the truth of the Gospel…I felt their words were far more convincing than anything that could be said by the men. … I believe there is room for a good many sisters to do effective missionary service.”[15]

Summary
Whether we have pioneer ancestors or not, we are all spiritually descended from these remarkable women, each so different and so complex and yet so instrumental to the building of Zion. More than anything, they illustrate the need for women to recognize our divine nature and individual worth not just as Latter-day Saints, but first and foremost as women. From Emma and Emmeline we learn what it means to open our hearts and our homes to others and how charity truly never faileth. From Eliza we see the limitless reach of our intellect, but also the resilience to forge ahead and not let tragedy diminish our standing before God and destroy our souls. From Jane, a woman of rare courage, we understand what it means to be unafraid to ask for the blessings which are our divine right and to seek a place in the Lord’s home. From Patty and her 3,997 babies, we see the endless miracles of hands in action, tender but sure of their purpose. And from Martha, Inez, and Jennie we hear the power of a woman’s voice whether she be a missionary, doctor, politician, or mother. The message of Mormon women of the past and of today is that we are strong and we matter very much in the eyes of our Heavenly Parents and especially to Jesus Christ.

For no one was a greater champion of women than Jesus Christ. The relationships and interactions Jesus had with women were not distant or domineering. They were intimate, respectful, and deeply affirming of women’s full humanity.[16] The first miracle Jesus performed—turning water into wine at the wedding at Cana—was done at the behest of his mother Mary (John 2:1-11).  The first time Jesus acknowledged Himself to be the Christ was to a Samaritan woman at Jacob’s well.[17] (John 4:26). He taught men and women alike and treated sisters Martha and Mary as some of his most devoted disciples (Luke 10:42). He felt the shy but hopeful touch of the woman plagued by an issue of blood despite the crowd that surrounded him and sought her out not to scold or revile her, but to tenderly acknowledge that he had felt her faith and to promise her that it had made her whole.  (Mark 5:25-34). 

Even as he hung in agony upon the cross, Jesus beheld his mother and beseeched his beloved disciple, John, to care for her as though she were his own (John 19:26-27). And it was surely no coincidence that after rising from his mortal tomb, Jesus appeared first to a woman, Mary Magdalene, and commissioned her to announce his return as the first witness of his resurrection.

As women, it is all too easy to feel ignored, dismissed, inconsequential, or simply unimportant. I have felt all of these things. And yet reading the stories of these inspiring pioneer women—whose lives were far from easy or simple or even expected—reminds us who we are: daughters of God. And because of that we are divine. And strong.  



[1] Daughters in My Kingdom: The History of Work of Relief Society, 14
[2] See Linda King Newell and Valeen Tippetts Avery, Mormon Enigma: Emma Hale Smith (University of Illinois Press: 1994).
[3] Peggy Fletcher Stack, “BYU-Idaho Historian sheds more light on the 1838 attack on Mormon poet Eliza Snow,” Salt Lake Tribune, 8 March 2016 http://www.sltrib.com/blogs/3635705-155/mormon-historian-sheds-more-light-on
[4]  Andre Radke-Moss, “Eliza R. Snow as a Victim of Sexual Violence in  the 1838 Missouri War- the Author’s Reflections on a Source,” The Juvenile Instructor, 7 March 2016
[5] Elaine Anderson Cannon, “Mother in Heaven,” Encyclopedia of Mormonism,  http://eom.byu.edu/index.php/Mother_in_Heaven
[6] Linda King Newell and Valeen Tippetts Avery, “Jane Manning James: Black Saint, 1847 Pioneer,” Ensign, August 1979.  https://www.lds.org/ensign/1979/08/jane-manning-james-black-saint-1847-pioneer?lang=eng#footnote4-03112_000_012
[7] Lydia D. Alder, Minutes of Ladies’ Semi-Monthly Meeting, October 31, 1896, reprinted in Various, “Ladies’ Semi-Monthly Meeting,” Woman’s Exponent 25 (December 15, 1896): 78.  As seen in : https://bycommonconsent.com/2007/10/19/jane-manning-james-in-the-womans-exponent/

[8] “Unafraid to Ask: Jane Elizabeth Manning James and Ordain Women,” Doves and Serpents, 30 May 2014, http://www.dovesandserpents.org/wp/2014/05/unafraid-to-ask-jane-elizabeth-manning-james-and-ordain-women/
[9] Todd Compton, In Sacred Loneliness: The Plural Wives of Joseph Smith (Salt Lake City: Signature Books,1998): 175.
[10] Daughters in my Kingdom: The History of Work of Relief Society, 57.
[12] And if you have spent much time on BYU’s campus, you may recognize these names. Inez was the daughter of Jesse and Amanda Knight and Jennie the daughter of George H. Brimhall, president of BYU from 1904-1921.
[13] Calvin S. Kunz, A History of Female Missionary Activity in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, 1830–1898, thesis, BYU, 1976, pp. 40–54.
[14] Elizabeth Maki, “Taking Fresh Courage,” Women of Conviction, 4 May 2012, https://history.lds.org/article/inez-knight-opposition?lang=eng
[15] Joseph W. McMurrin, “Lady Missionaries,” Young Woman’s Journal, vol. 15 (December 1904): 539-541.) (https://history.lds.org/article/inez-knight-missionary?lang=eng
[16] Danielle Mooney, “Are we living up to Christ’s example of justice for women?” Exponent II, http://www.the-exponent.com/are-we-living-up-to-christs-example-of-justice-for-women/
[17] Just the fact that he acknowledged the woman at all was unusual enough—Jews and Samaritans having a famously long standing animosity towards one another.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Roadtrip: Liberty Jail and Independence, Missouri

We left Nauvoo around 5 p.m. (though we had to return once to retrieve a few things I left behind in the Visitor Center's bathroom....oops) and drove westward as far as we could before stopping in Chillicothe, Missouri. We spent the night at a brand new Comfort Inn just off Highway 36 which was very nice and well accommodated. The next morning, Sunday July 10th, we set off to visit more church history sites, namely Liberty Jail and Independence, Missouri.

Liberty Jail (and the Church's Visitor Center, pictured above) is located in the ironically named Liberty, Missouri, a suburb of Kansas City. Joseph Smith and a few other church leaders were jailed there from December 1, 1838 to April 6, 1839. It's sometimes called the "prison temple" since so many revelations were received there


Here's Zara, waiting for our tour of the jail to begin.

A reconstruction of the jail has been built inside the Visitor's Center. I thought it was an unique way to exhibit the jail, but well suited for the Church's purposes. With a cut-out of the jail visible, you get a great sense of the dimensions of the jail, including the thickness of the walls, without having to huddle inside the jail itself. More guests can be accommodated on the benches lined up around the jail, while the missionaries do their presentation.

I thought it made for a very interesting exhibition, though still a touch too long. Zara started to get very antsy and I had to remove her from the building.

David took over the picture-taking duties. Of course, he took a bunch more photos of tissue boxes.

After our visit to Liberty, we headed south to Independence, Missouri, another place of importance to the Church. The building above is the Church's Visitor Center in Independence, just across the street from the headquarters of the Community of Christ (formerly the Reorganized LDS church). While Independence did, at one time, host a small settlement of the early Saints, the town is significant because Joseph Smith revealed that it would be the site of the New Jerusalem or Zion during Christ's Second Coming. Basically, when Christ comes again, he's going to reign from Independence, Missouri.

This is the Community of Christ's temple. They had several buildings in the area.

There weren't many other Church-related things to see in Independence so I suggested we visit the home of Independence's most famous resident: Harry S. Truman. I've had a fondness for Truman ever since I read David McCullough's biography of him. I like that he was a simple, hard-working, and honest man who just happened to land himself in the White House, almost by accident. He dealt with some very serious issues and made some very difficult decisions during his Presidency. Through it all, I think he maintained his integrity and dignity so I was very curious to see his home.

We drove into downtown Independence, where we scheduled a tour of the NPS-run house. The park ranger who conducted our tour did an excellent job. Really, it was probably the best tour we had our whole trip. He was knowledgeable and very respectful of Truman and of the home without being overly praiseworthy. (Too often, biographers or curators of famous people fall so in love with their subject that they can't see any fault in them. I appreciate it more when they recognize that their subjects were human and therefore prone to mistakes and frailties like any normal person.) It was a beautiful, though modest home and seeing it and hearing of Truman's daily routines before and after the Presidency only reconfirmed my prior impression of the man. I highly recommend taking a tour of his home if you ever happen to be in the area.

Truman loved his hometown and thought there was no better place in the world. I don't know that I'd drop everything to move there myself (though David teases that we should, just to be ready for the Second Coming), I did find Independence to be a beautiful and charming town. Really, I was quite surprised to discover how much I enjoyed our time in Missouri. Who knew?

Roadtrip: Carthage Jail

On the same day we visited Nauvoo, we also visited Carthage Jail, the site where, on June 27, 1844, Joseph Smith and his brother Hyrum were shot and killed. The tour was conducted by a young sister missionary who had little taste for history and difficulty remembering the historical facts. She was obviously new to this assignment and very nervous which led to a lot of rambling nonsense. I really don't mean to be harsh on this sister, I really don't. I understand how difficult public speaking is and how tough it can be to lead and command a large group of people. This kind of thing takes time and practice. I just don't have a lot of my patience for mediocre tours, but again, that's my thing. Other people seemed to get a lot out of the tour and it's certainly worth the visit.

The jail has been restored to its appearance as it would have looked during Joseph Smith's incarceration and death.

In the basement is the tiny jail cell where Joseph and three other men were kept. It was dank, dark, and cramped in there. I could barely stand up in the room.

When the jailers heard that a mob was preparing to storm the jail on the 27th of June, they moved Joseph, Hyrum and the two other incarcerated men, John Taylor and Willard Richards, into an upstairs bedroom.

A mob of 150-200 men stormed the jail and shot through the door of the bedroom (you can see the bullet holes in the door above). Hyrum was shot in the face and died almost instantly. Joseph and the other two men tried to defend themselves against the attackers.


Joseph, who had moved near the window, was shot twice in the back and once in the chest and fell through the window to the pavement below. John Taylor was shot several times, but survived. Willard Richards was unhurt in the attack.

Carthage Jail, obviously, holds a great amount of significance and garners a great deal of reverence among members of the Church. Given the events that occurred there, many people understandably become quite emotional. David and I were quite amused, though, by the great number of tissues boxes that were scattered throughout the jail itself and the visitor's center. At David's insistence, here's only a few of the many, many boxes of tissue we passed on our tour.





Sunday, November 6, 2011

Roadtrip: Nauvoo

The city of Nauvoo is nestled in a little bend of the Mississippi River, on the western edge of Illinois, not far from where Kansas, Iowa, and Illinois meet and merge. I'm not sure why any sane person would journey out to this remote city, population 1,141, unless they had ties to the Mormon church. It's become a mecca for modern-day Mormons, seeking to relive and revisit our Mormon past. It's a stop on any church history tour, which could also include Palmyra, New York, Kirkland, Ohio, Nauvoo, Illinois, Far West and Independence, Missouri, and Winter Quarters, Nebraska. From about 1839 to around 1844, Nauvoo (along with another settlement in Missouri) served as the headquarters of the The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and even reportedly rivaled Chicago in population. After the death of Joseph Smith, the founder and prophet, the majority of the Mormon residents were driven out of Nauvoo and forced westward, where they eventually settled in Salt Lake City.

Today, Nauvoo is operated as a living history museum (in the vein of Colonial Williamsburg). Half of the town [including the Nauvoo House, the Red Brick Store, and the Mansion House (Joseph Smith's home)] are owned and operated by the Community of Christ, formerly called the Reorganized Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints (R-LDS), an off-shoot of the main LDS church, which broke apart after the death of Joseph Smith and the question of his prophetic successor. The main LDS church followed Brigham Young; the R-LDS regarded Joseph Smith III, Joseph Smith's son, as the rightful heir. The majority of the town (and the bulk of the historic buildings and programs) are run by the LDS church.

Being a seventh-generation Mormon, I grew up learning all about early church history and the pioneers who crossed the plains to come to Utah. Some of my ancestors made that trek and I've always been fascinated by their stories. My family visited several of these church history sites on our big family roadtrip when I was seven, but I've always been eager to revisit these places. I remembered loving our time in Nauvoo. Of all the places I wanted to visit on this roadtrip, I was most excited for Nauvoo. And of all the places that we did visit on this roadtrip, Nauvoo was the biggest disappointment.

You have to remember that now I'm viewing Nauvoo as a museum professional (I like to think), who has had training in how to curate a museum, write and train docents to give guided tours, and make history easily accessible, relevant, and fun for visitors of all ages, backgrounds, and educations. Unfortunately Nauvoo, for me, failed to do this, which is such a shame. The Church has such a great opportunity to use this living history site as a way to teach Church history, but they staff it with senior missionaries who have had little training--and sometimes, little enthusiasm--f0r the history of the place and are more concerned with talking your ear off about their families and asking you invasive personal questions. Admittedly, the Church doesn't try to hide the fact that they use the majority of their historical sites as missionary opportunities, but it rings a little false when wizened old missionaries or nervous 21-year-old sister missionaries start bearing their testimonies of the truthfulness of the gospel in the middle of an 1840s gunsmith shop or during a demonstration of 19th-century blacksmithing. It's even more annoying when you consider that the majority of their visitors are already members of the church; they're just preaching to the choir. Any non-Mormon, potential investigator to the Church, would, I think, only be turned off by such heavy-handed preaching. I mean, it turns me off, and I actually believe that the church is true. I thought that the section of Nauvoo run by the Community of Christ did it better: they were not in your face about the Church, and had competent and trained guides who actually taught some history, rather than shared a bunch of feel-good, gooey spiritual moments.

After this experience, it has now become my goal in life to somehow get myself in a position within the church, whether as a Church History Curator or a senior missionary assigned to Nauvoo, to actually effect some change in how the history of Nauvoo is taught. I would start by training the missionaries better and re-drafting their docent guides (if they even HAVE docent guides) to focus on the history of the particular building or shop and keep their tour under 5-10 minutes. One problem with the free-for-all missionary moment format is that the tours can take a long time depending on how much the spirit is moving the docent and how long-winded they are. It backs up the tours for incoming visitors and makes it extremely difficult to visit all the different buildings and demonstrations in one day and still enjoy the experience. I truly believe that if you focus on the history of the place and the lives of the Saints who called Nauvoo home, you will still touch people's hearts and possibly even make them interested in learning more about the Mormon church. The spirit is already there but the Holy Ghost is quiet, unassuming power that works carefully, tenderly, personally. It is not something to bludgeon over people's heads. But ultimately, even if a visitor doesn't want to convert on the spot after a visit to Nauvoo, they should still walk away with a greater understanding of the history of the religion that took form there and the people who left their hearts there. But it fails even it that most basic form.

So after saying all that, is it still worth it to visit Nauvoo? Absolutely. Your experience will not be my experience. You also have to remember that there is a constant rotation of missionaries there and some will be excellent and some may not be. We might have just gotten a really bad batch. (Admittedly, not all were bad.) Nauvoo is still a beautiful city with lots of interesting buildings, shops, demonstrations, sites, and stores to visit. It's a fascinating place....just make sure your expectations are not too high.

And now, a few of my favorite photos from Nauvoo:

The Mansion House, the home of Joseph Smith and his family. It also operated as a hotel.

The view of the Smith family homestead, leading to the gardens and family cemetery. Through the trees is a view of the Mississippi River.

Graves of Joseph Smith Senior and Lucy Mack Smith, Joseph Smith's parents.

The graves of Hyrum Smith (Joseph's brother who was killed with his brother), Joseph Smith, and Emma Smith (Joseph's wife who chose to stay in Nauvoo after the majority of the Saints left for Utah).

Smith homestead

The Red Brick Store

Upstairs meeting chamber of the Red Brick Store where many meetings and councils were held, including the formation of the Relief Society.

Post Office and Printing Office

Zion's Mercantile, which now operates as a gift shop, deli, and hotel

The Nauvoo temple. It was burnt by mobs after the Saints left. It was rebuilt in 2002.